The Process of Processing

The words I said after we got out bed still ring in my head.
How I felt so lucky being in that place –
That space, a dream from which I didn’t want to wake.
But before we made a mistake you ended it
For both of us our sake.

It was a matter I didn’t dare bring up while together,
Because I believed I didn’t deserve any better.
But now I do.
And I know I no longer want to be with you –
It’s true –
But I did love waking up next to you.

I try to just dismiss it,
Then a certain song comes along
And I start to miss it.

I can’t pretend that I want that again though,
We got to the end of our show
Before we reached the crescendo.
We fell and melted like snow
In the Summer
And did not last till Fall.

Yeah
All in all –
What a bummer.