as you left

you were never practice, but it’s hell knowing i made you less than you are / as your lips press his, i guess i was just practice, & i’m left to kiss that scar / i know my sins better than anyone but God / i’d have given anything to right them to your heart / but as you left, i became a welcomed loss to that same heart

my arms still struggle with you not being in them / these hands keep getting colder without your cheek / my heart knew the hurt as well as yours did, but better as you left / it’s hard to carry on as these hands keep shaking / i still cherish you, even if i made your heart forget