A Counter-Narrative of Our Love (feat. Samuele Zenti)

What hurts the most
Is this change of perspective,
Is knowing that any word
Will be ineffective,
The person I used to know,
Was lost long ago.
You stopped being mine
Long before you went out that door,
You stopped being mine
When I realized
I couldn't recognize you anymore.
We've been like passengers on a wagon,
We shared a couple laughs
With a bit of passion
And then parted ways forever,
Cause you said
"it's for the better"
I decided to spend eternity in your arms
And it seemed okay
But evidently
We were not on the same page

Our love was alive until we became ghosts
Our love was a drug but we overdosed
And every night it hurts a little more

You stopped talking to me
But you keep talking about me,
On Twitter
And to your friends,
I guess the thought of me
Is a fire that never ends.
It was comforting
When you were freezing
And now that you're better off on your own
It's burning up your soul.
Maybe this goodbye
Is just a see you later
Or maybe it's a see you never,
Either way,
I'll keep these memories forever.
What's left of your old self
Is that infantility
You wear so proudly,
Maybe that's why
You've always refused to be undressed
Lately.
Today
I finally accepted your decision
I guess I've won
The "I love you more" competition

Our love was alive until we became ghosts
Our love was a drug but we overdosed
And every night it hurts a little more
Every night it hurts a little more
Every night it hurts a little less

There's nothing more that I can do,
So if my eyes can't see you,
My heart will never forget you.