Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you. Whether it be a song, a laugh, or just a warm memory. You’re in my head, even though I know it is not me that fills yours.
The truth is, I’m not over you. Yes, “this”, whatever “this” was, was fleeting. It was secret, it was exhausting, it was….wrong. But it was something, and I am not quite ready to let it go.
I wish you had given me a real chance. No time constraints, no lies, no ‘her’. Just me. You and me. I deserved that.
I knew all along that you would break my heart. I just wasn’t prepared for my world to spin completely off its axis. I wasn’t expecting to be consumed by darkness. I didn’t realize I would lose my desire to find anyone else. I didn’t expect to fall in love with you.
But here I am. Without you. Alone. Wishing you were here.
Next time I perform Where I Stood, please listen. Really listen. It wasn’t until you that I was really able to sing that song.