Moving on

it's been too long, without your voice, my heart's began to empty
too much is lost, what used to be two, has now decreased by the many
but now, when i look back and think, i realise in vain
its the same thing life's thrown at me, over and over again

travelling forth or moving back, i have no idea
but it's better than still holding on to all those memories dear
i've given my all, if it's not enough, there's nothing i can do
i'm simply just not good enough, no wonder we were through

since, my road's been obscured with fog, though the ride's gotten smoother
no more obstacles in the way, just one end to the other
past the uncertainty and the doubt, there's still a drop of clarity
time will definately heal all wounds, and eventually cleanse my memory

now, when i look back and think, i realise in vain.
its the same thing life's thrown at me, over and over again
i've waited once, i've done it twice, though it's energy down the drain
there's no point in holding on if it's causing this much pain