Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.

What's the meaning of life, when you lose the one thing, you ever wanted?
How am I supposed to go on?
I feel lost and it's been a long time when I've felt this way before.
Why should I even continue?

I'm falling, faster than ever. Who's going to catch me?
Where do I hold on, when there's no one or nothing to hold on to?

Everyone are saying, that time heals. That I just got to move on.
I hope they're right.

I'm not angry. I'm just sad and scared.
How long is it going to take, that I'll be okay again?

I know I'm going to be fine again, I'm just scared how long it'll take.

I've never loved anyone this much before.
The last thing I can do I cherish the sweet memories, that's still left.