Apart

“growing times” i will say
when i look back on this someday.
i'll have come so far from here,
all this havoc disappeared.
but now i'm distracted by you.
i might not be over you.
my thinking is wrapped up in you, and i know.

i am tired of guessing with you.
and i am tired of missing you
when you're not really here.
so why do you still tear me apart?

all this doubt that holds me down,
will someday leave and leave me sound.
you can't be everything,
but what you were was good for me.
but now i'm distracted by you.
i might not be over you.
my thinking is wrapped up in you, and i know.

i am tired of guessing with you.
and i am tired of missing you
when you're not really here.
so why do you still tear me apart?

from you i'm moving on, but i tarry near you still.
half heartedly i've let go, i'm waiting for the push to know.

i am tired of guessing with you.
and i am tired of missing you
when you're not really here.
so why do you still tear me apart?