Memories of them, testimonies are not going to help me anymore.
I better dump it all off while I still standing.
This new dawn shall never be the same, not least the same you.
I've move on, onwards to somewhere you cannot come, nor could you reach. A place should only evoke the circle you're still wallowing in.
Had too much tiring processes and torture, I've slept and woken up.
Every recollection, every attempt to dip into the memory brain, you're always there. No. You shan't stay any longer. Bypassing you is no longer a valid path, I need you outta my way.
I've taken too long, thanks baby for waiting. I own this to you
At least I've figured out. I no longer took your dose of fun, your philosophy of directions, your inclinations planted on me and... ... The very fact I've held myself captive to you, even you didn't keep me.
"Good luck, I wish you well"
