To Turn a Page

So is this how we pick ourselves up now?
Lay the hurt to rest and learn to live without?
Cause I've been spending all my time
wrapped up on what love means to me,
And I've been half the man that I was meant to be

I've tried to hit rewind,
or at the least sedate myself till I carry on

But what I've learned is that simply moving forward isn't the same
thing as letting go.
I've been turning pages skipping chapter after chapter trying to find
the part where Im happy again.
But this stories not gonna end the way I once thought it would.
And I'm so Goddamn sick of framing it in ways I never intended

So is this how we pick ourselves up now?
Lay the hurt to rest and learn to live without?
Cause I've been spending all my time
wrapped up on what love means to me,
And I've been half the man that I was meant to be

If I could find a way to find the
strength and kill the part of me that held on

Moving on means closing the door to a
chapter of my life that I remember so fondly.
And sometimes moving on even feels like giving up.
I spent years believing that things could somehow be the same so long
as I refused to let go.
I grasped the idea of you all while
nostalgia closed my eyes to the world.

So is this how we pick ourselves up now?
Lay the hurt to rest and learn to live without?
Cause I've been spending all my time
wrapped up on what love means to me,
And I've been half the man that I was meant to be

I was looking for the light you used to shine for me in someone else
I was hoping you could help me see that same light inside myself
So I could feel the same
You were right I was wrong and I was caught up in the wrong direction,
So focused on my lost connection,
Cause I refused to change
I'll choose to change