What Now

I think when it's all over

It just comes back in flashes, you know

It's like a kaleidoscope of memories

It just all comes back - but he never does.

I think part of me knew the second I saw him 

That this would happen.

It's not really anything he said or anything he did

It was the feeling that came along with it.

And the crazy thing is I don't know 

If I'm ever gonna feel that way again

But I don't know if I should.

Maybe he knew that when he saw me.

I guess I just lost my balance

I think that the worst part of it all wasn't losing him.

It was losing me.

I guess you didn't care, and I guess I liked that

And when I fell hard you took a step back

Without me

And he's long gone when he's next to me

And I realize the blame is on me

And the saddest fear comes creeping in

That you never loved me 

or her

or anyone

or anything

'Cause I knew you were trouble when you walked in

So shame on me now

Flew me to places I'd never been

'Til you put me down

Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground

March is always a sad month.

Lucky I have this blog, so I don't have to spend on a psychologist.