No one said this was easy,
No one said this was hard.
All she was told was good luck,
We’ll hate to be apart.
A part of you has gone,
It left the day she went away.
So much time has passed since then,
But a stopped clock is right only twice a day.
Twice a day, she’s on your mind,
Twice a day, it’s a hard way to fall.
Holding onto memories tightly,
Fall into the blackness of it all.
Drown, in the sorrows of your pain,
Down, silently to the very bottom.
To the pool where the lonely lay,
Where the unloved are sadly forgotten.
All the time that’s passed,
Her feelings have started to fade.
But somehow you always knew,
That when she left it would end this way.
You’ve hung on for so long,
Tried to prevent this end from coming.
But no matter how strongly you fight it,
The soldiers march to the constant drumming.