I have to let go but I don't wanna I've gotten fond of the pain
The pain has become a part of me, the pain is the source of all these poems
When she posts about her man and I see them so happy together
It warms my heart but it also breaks my heart
I'm happy for her but I know that I'll never be lucky enough to find someone that makes me happy the same way he does to her
Because I don't have the right tools to do so
The pain has become my best friend
The pain is the only thing that hasn't left me in the last 4 years
The pain is too addictive
It feels like if I let go of it then I won't have the passion to write anymore
But I feel like it's time to move on from them
This storm that they've caused is getting too violent
I guess it's time to find someone that's gonna stop the storm for a while
