How can he put one foot in front of the other and keep going on without me
When I'm having difficulty finding air for my lungs to even breathe
How can he not miss a beat when his dance partner was cut from their routine
When I can't seem to find the rhythm in this new and solo choreography
How can he so quickly recite this different monologue, when I'm still stuttering over his dialogue of dishonesty
How can he go from picking out rings to now packing his things
When I can't sleep like a kid on Christmas Eve waiting to see what Santa brings
How can he still find the time to move throughout his day
When I am barely keeping my own private paralysis at bay
How can he still calculate life
When I'm struggling to solve the equation of 2 times y equals one
How can his heartbeat be heard as my surgeon calls out my time of death saying nothing more could be done
How can he continue to feast on a meal that was once prepared for two
When my recipe calls for equal parts pain to be divided by me and you
How come I'm left to wonder why heartbreak can't break evenly
And all we had must have existed in my world of make believe
How come my absence doesn't make him pause or even skip a beat
When I can't seem to find my footing on these two invisible feet
To all my questions you never answered, they continue to this day
And I'll always wonder why you felt the need to constantly betray
But maybe one day you'll think of me and feel the feeling of regret
And realize what you had, but took no effort to forget
Then I hope we meet by chance, just so accidentally
And I won't notice you, but your eyes will be transfixed on me
And you'll wonder why you threw me away as you face reality
But by then you'll simply be a chapter in my book of history
Not my future like before, but just some long forgotten memory
One where you had difficulty learning the definition of loyalty
Where sadly you refused to examine or outgrow your toxic personality
But I know in time you'll realize what you were once to blind to see
That a love like mine is hard to find, at least not easily
And now it is too late for us, too late for you and me
But know that it was by your choices, that you chose to set me free.