In the dream, I cried, and searched for him, knowing I would never see him again.
I wonder if that dream signifies the death of the relationship. I mean, although most of the time I feel pretty good, every once in a while I do backslide into missing him.
In those moments, I wonder if I will ever get over him. But they are now becoming few and far between. Most of the time, I know that life goes on.
But sometimes I wonder...
Im still standin better than I ever did looking like a true survivor feeling like a little kid Im still standin after all this time and Im picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind..
