Between You and I

Would you believe me if I said I was sorry
The question wasn't mean to hurt,
It was just my fear of losing you.
And now you're filling all the space that surrounds you
I'll soon be tucked away underneath your bed
Where you gave yourself to me.
Where I gave myself to you.

Maybe it's all for the best,
But I just don't see any good in this, no.
Maybe we'll find something better
But the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place

Maybe it was wrong of me to think I could keep you
And maybe it's the last few drinks
Taking over my mouth and all I've been thinking
I want you to know that I am fine here without you
But I can't bring myself to lie to you.
And since we're being honest, I feel I should tell you
I've been filling up the empty space between you and I

Between you and I, she could never compare to you
Between you and I, I still keep your pictures underneath my bed
Where she gives herself to me.
Where I give myself to you.

Maybe it's all for the best,
But I just don't see any good in this, no.
Maybe we'll find something better
But the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place, oh...

Yeah...

Maybe it's all for the best,
I just don't see any good in this, no.
Maybe we'll find something better
But the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place
Yeah the lovers that leave us
Will always hold the place

This post will be dedicated to the future.
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As leaves will soon fall all around, we know change awaits us. We go back to structured schedules, regular sleep patterns, and thinking before just doing. We go back to familiar faces and familiar places. We go back to academia, studying, and trying. For three short months, we were able to escape it all. We were able to diverge off the path of our so-called lives, and now it's time to get back on it. Now, it's time to say goodbye. Goodbye to summer, goodbye (for now) to some familiar faces, goodbye to not caring, and just plain goodbye. But where there is change, there is possibility. The possibility of success. The possibility of opportunities to learn new things, to meet new people, to start over again, and to not make the same mistakes. The possibility of something different awaits us.