Logic
Practical, logical - It was just the drill
It was not emotion, only a matter of will
Your idea of love fades, what matters is circumstance.
Scowl at anyone who takes the opposite chance.
You, on the other hand, have beaten life's greatest test
Congrats, hold the trophy to your empty chest.
Searing memories briefly numbed by spreadsheets, cocktails, happy hours
Meeting new connections
This is the life you've always dreamed!
Opportunities are abound, you're floating on a uphill stream.
Who needs Them with the money you're making?
Proof is in the praises, raises and vacations.
Go to the highest peak, take your own photos, nobody to ask in sight
You don't need anybody but yourself, right?
Wrong.
A new city. A new skyline.
Lie to yourself - You wouldn't give it up for an embrace just one more time.
Shake your head. No. You're being absurd.
The never-ending pain convinces you that love is just a word.
But -- maybe it is time, you say.
Time to measure some new against Their ways.
You try, they fail -- of course -- how could they suffice?
When in your past remains the love of your life.
The truth finds itself in the countless weeks, months and tears.
Yes, countless tears.
Their inability to leave your dreams confirms your deepest fears.
That you'll never see the same in milkshakes, the sand, the ocean at night.
As much as you may will yourself with all of your might.
Your heart has been filled, by Him - a pen, to the next page it has moved on.
Welcome to logic, your youth is gone.