For awhile we pretended that we never had to end it, but we knew we had to say goodbye. Torn in two, and I know I shouldn't tell you but I just can't stop thinking of you. You, wherever you are; every night I almost call you, just to say part of me will always choose to be with you. I can say we'll be together, someday. But nothing lasts forever, nothing stays the same. So why can't I stop feeling this way?