I found it hard to be pretend
that my heart was still beating
and these eyes had something to look forward to.

I found hard when you were at an end
and i wasn't, at all.
I always thought things were meant to last.

I found that I couldn't smile the same
after I had stared and smiled at you,
for so long.

Now, I clutch at my chest
and think back to that smile
whenever I see you around.