Lucky

At the end of the day I still consider myself lucky
Who else gets to say their first love was their first kiss
You taught me about growing up
And that you can't help falling out of love
After four years
Sometimes it's just not meant to be

Meant to be
I have all of these notes on my phone of texts you sent to me
Haven't looked in a while and I forgot the four digit key
But there was one that was unlocked
You talked about how you were falling desperately, in love with me
And it kills me to say that I want that again and it can't be

I read something about how in 3 months we'll feel significantly better than now
I'll go on a date, see your face in a photo and won't wanna still be kissing your mouth
Yeah the worst part is I still want you to be fucking happy
How can we be happy when the world is ending and we're the only ones that know it
It's like a fast explosion
But really we were just holding on to the fire
Let it burn up our insides
And you know it
I'm grateful that we ended before we turned to ash
I still feel lucky that
I met you and I loved you
Got to hold you and think of you
As my best friend
I know we couldn't bare to say this was the end

I still feel lucky that
I met you and I loved you
And I know you loved me too