It just takes a second for my world to come crumbling down.
Oh, I'm sure from a distance you can hear that awful sound.
Oh, I plead for an answer, plead for an answer from you.
But if you give an answer, that makes no since than what's the use?
She was gone. I knew that, but she was still my girlfriend. We never even broke up yet, people still expected me to move on. Sometimes, I still hear her voice saying she'll wait for me; now it has a different meaning.
Maya came back that day. She sat at that table with me and smiled, like nothing was different, and I was foolish enough to believe nothing was. We sat and we talked and we laughed and the conversation flowed almost like she hadn't left. Funny thing was, she never did leave for San Francisco a few months later, ironic huh?
I'd moved on, but not really. Paige was there; she'd always kind of been, even before I knew that, before I knew her. So, I guess it sort of had some sick storybook ending. The girl who'd always wanted me got me. But not all of me, Maya had that.
Maya had secrets too. She kept them from me but I can't complain, I have my share of secrets too. I still love her though; I know I always will.
And just like that my life is broken, I can barely breathe and now I'm open for suggestions.
At the end of the day life's a lesson, life's a lesson. So why can't he see it from my point of view? And how many seconds in the hours of the day did we lose? Was it me or his feelings, me or his feelings that day? Cause I just stood there in silence; watched my world while it blew away.
She always supported me, a lot more than I supported her. I regret that. Maybe if I had been there she'd be here with me now, holding my hand and stroking my hair.
She gave me space, the space I'd asked for, but sometimes I regret that space. Time with Maya when she was still around; I should've jumped at the chance, but I didn't. I regret that.
I watched Maya that day, the day she asked me to run with her. I was selfish, I chose myself and the team instead of her and her feelings. I watched as tears ran down her face while she quickly walked out of Hanna's backdoor and she never turned back.
And just like that my life is broken, I can barely breathe and now I'm open for suggestions.
At the end of the day life's a lesson, my life's a lesson; hollow, hollow. Feelings in the air that I breathe that come over me, come over me. Now I'm open; yes I'm open for suggestions. Life's a lesson, now I'm free cause life's a lesson. Oh, why can't I see it from his point of view? And how many seconds in the hours will I make him lose? Oh he said it was him or the answer, him or the answer that day. Well, I kept shouting the answer, so what was the use anyway?
Everyday since we met I knew we were going turn into something beautiful, even if I was scared of what that would be. Then, I wasn't so scared anymore and I could truly fall in love with Maya. Now she's gone. Far away from where she once, far away from me. I guess she had her doubts about me, or about my love for her. It didn't matter how many time I called or what I said, I didn't follow her that day. That decision will haunt me forever.