Breaking Away

I do believe something's amiss.
I don't long for every kiss.
I don't wish to have you back
For it's nostalgia that I lack.
I find myself slipping away
From the hold that made me stay.
Shouldn't I be overjoyed?
My heart isn't feeling toyed.
I'm feeling free but still unsure.
Will things go back to what they were?
Will I lose what I now feel?
Will I lose sight of what is real?
I only want what I deserve:
The freedom of this filthy curse.
I'm sick of living in the past,
Remembering what went so fast.
I don't want these memories--
They're just too painful to keep.
Hopefully they'll soon all fade
But for now I'll have to wait.
I'll be waiting for the day
Where you've completely gone away!