Life has never made sense to me, until I met you, and then for whatever reason, it made sense. I'm looking back now, and I'm trying to remember the good times, there were so many. I wonder where things started to go wrong, when you stopped loving me. I don't understand, I guess that's my biggest problem, I don't understand how you could just walk away. I don't understand how you could hurt me like this, because I won't lie you let me down and you did hurt me. I don't know how to live my life without you, you were my lover, my best friend, and I don't know how to fill in these holes left by you. You should have let me let you go, but you didn't let me walk away that night, and then out of nowhere things exploded, and i still don't understand.
I don't want to do this by myself, and yes I know I have an amazing support system, and that without you I can still do it, but I don't want to. I don't want to do this, without you. I understand that your not ready, because I'm not ready either, but life doesn't always make sense, in fact life hardly ever makes sense. but the difference is, I can man up to this, I can stare it in the face, and well all you want to do is run away. That's not the way it works, you don't get to pick and chose at your conveience.
I don't know how to live without you, because for so long you have been a part of every aspect of my life. I don't know how to not talk to you, because you are the one person that I can tell things to. The one person that I let my walls down for, and it took everything to tear them down. I don't understand how you can leave me standing here, dumb founded. Love never goes away, you just learn how to move on and let it go, I don't know how long its going to take me to let you go, I don't really know if I canl. I gave you my whole heart, and now I'm stuck staring at it, shattered on the floor, wondering how to pick up the pieces, wondering where to even start. I didn't tell them to spite you, I told them because I think they should know, it had nothing to do with getting revenge, like you seem to think.
When you think Tim McGraw, I hope you think of me.