Still Trying to put it in the Past

I stumble under the weight.
I try to put it in the past.
But I keep holding on to this illusion.
I'm not ready to try and live without you.

But I'm tired of feeling this pain,
What good does it do me now?

I want to let go, no longer slip into your memory.
I want to fly away and feel the sun on my face.
But all I can feel is the shadow of your absence.
I guess I need more time to figure it out.

Part of me still beleives that you'll come back.
Part of me still believes that we will work it out.
Part of me wants to cry out for your return.
But I need to say goodbye to you, as my lover, forever.

I'm tired of feeling this pain,
what good does it do me now?

I'll get it all figured out it time.