Knowing When

Dante

Seasons change and flowers wither They say there's time for letting go of it all But knowing it doesn't mean it won’t sting I still break at the thought of everything Knowing when to say goodbye Is the hardest kind of fight I don’t beg, and I don’t chase But it hurts to lose without a trace You came like spring, and left like air No goodbye, just you weren’t there Tried to bloom, but I can’t forget Knowing when doesn’t mean I’m okay

Filming my face on my own

Pretend I’m fine, no reason not to be fine

Wearing a grin I’ve never known

Telling myself I’m already grown Knowing when to say goodbye Is the hardest kind of fight I don’t beg, and I don’t chase But it hurts to lose without a trace You came like spring, and left like air No goodbye, just you weren’t there Tried to bloom, but I can’t forget Knowing when doesn’t mean I’m okay

How easily I can give my air

No one can do it for me here

Frightened I feel, but no one cares

Knowing when doesn’t mean I’m okay