On the days when I’m most busy You hardly even cross my mind And the love that I still feel for you I can pretend is far behind

I feel the rush of anxiety, Adrenaline floods to my head.


Forget that once I was yours As I forget you were ever mine And the hearts left broken Heal with the clocks chime


You can hate me with every sunrise Despise me with every mountain you see Loathe me with every breath And vilify me in every story Still I rise and pray for you …