I’m smiling but it stings a little,

’Cause we were almost perfect in the middle.

All those late-night talks and downtown walks—

Yeah, they still replay like they never stopped.

I’m good now, but sometimes I rewind,

Wish I could tell the past “slow down, be kind.”

But life don’t wait, it just keeps moving on,

Still, part of me lingers in the places we belonged.

And it’s weird, how I’m laughing

Right after I feel the crash hit…

Two emotions colliding—

Yeah, I’m still surviving.

I’m happy, but I’m sad about it,

Everything we had, yeah, I can’t reroute it.

I’m healing, but it aches sometimes,

When I think about the way it all went down.

I’m grateful, but I’m mad about it,

Trying to understand the reasons you allowed it.

I’m moving on, but part of me is proud

Of what we were before the ending came around.

I tell my friends that I’m finally breathing,

But some nights feel heavy for no reason.

Your hoodie in the drawer, still smells like before—

Funny how memories knock on the door.

I’ve grown so much, yeah, I can admit that,

But growth don’t mean my heart won’t look back.

It’s bittersweet, but I’m learning to let go,

Holding on to the good while releasing the ghosts.

It’s a mess, but it’s honest,

Guess you left a piece upon us…

Two emotions still blending—

Happy heart with a sad ending.

I’m happy, but I’m sad about it,

Everything we had, yeah, I can’t reroute it.

I’m healing, but it aches sometimes,

When I think about the way it all went down.

I’m grateful, but I’m mad about it,

Trying to understand the reasons you allowed it.

I’m moving on, but part of me is proud

Of what we were before the ending came around.

Maybe that’s life—

A little sunshine, a little rain.

A little comfort, a little pain.

I can love you and still walk away.

I can smile while missing yesterday.

I’m happy… yeah, but I’m sad about it,

All the love we had, I still think about it.

I’m stronger, even when it stings—

Guess that’s what letting go can bring.

I’m grateful, but I’m mad about it,

Trying to rewrite the truth around it.

I’m moving on, but part of me is proud

Of who I became when it all went down.