I’ll move on from you. I’m strong enough. I can start fresh, start new. What was in my heart was true. How I felt for you. But it’s ok, you moved on, a different way. You didn’t break me down, I can adjust this frown. The darkest of days have not sprung. There’s sadness is this world and a whole lot more to come. Death can turn a field brown, can wilt a flower to the ground. But like once before, they will grow, even more. But even with this melancholy world and upside down door, crashing people’s souls to the floor, people’s happiness will still soar. We strive, we drive, we built our own lives with sore hands and broken plans. We will move on, I will move on and I will not be mad at you. This life is mine and I will not regret what I have felt, in my heart, was true.