It's normal you know,
to break up and move on.
But why can't I get over it?
Everyone around me has a future,
Everyone around me has a partner,
Everyone around me has moved on.
Somewhere where I can't reach the warmth,
Where I can't possibly even imagine.
Friends have "baes"
Ex's have "baes"
Everyone say's you'll meet your perfect one sooner or later.
But what if he got ran over a bus?
His plane crashed?
I'm just a girl who's really just in love with being in love.
And that is why I'm left behind.
