Drifting apart is probably the most irritating and depressing thing. Just knowing the person is doing their own thing, slowly forgetting, while I sit here alone and empty.
You climbin this mountain to realize you'll just be alone at the top, slow down. Theres nothin thats moving as fast as you want, slow down I want it we'll get it we just need that time, slow down.
Take what's left of me, a broke fragment from before, I'll guess I'll try to be the best I can without you here, I know I'll find myself and I guess I'll be fine.