THE WAY OF THE WORLD.
In the end, those who must leave will leave
And those who get left behind must find the strength to move on
It's the way of the world
The way it has to be.
And you have two choices
You can either accept that
Or let it destroy you
And maybe it's harder to be the one who gets left behind
Because you're left to hold unto all the memories
And to wonder if they ever think about you.
But you must find a way out of the abyss
Else the memories torment you
Until you are but a shell of yourself
Left to reflect remnants of a long forgotten past
This is the way of the world
The way it has to be.
