I'll Be Fine
Journey Through Heartbreak: I'll Be Fine by Aaron Fong & Darlene Lesmana
Lyrics
The scent of your cologne has faded,
The fragrance of your cologne has diminished.
In place the nipping cold numbness has invaded,
The biting cold has taken over, replacing warmth.
And I swear up and down that I’m not jaded,
Despite claims, the speaker insists they are not emotionally worn out.
But I’m in my bed and I still feel like I’m jaded.
Despite the denial, there's a lingering sense of emotional exhaustion in bed.
The curtains are drawn, and I’m done,
The curtains are closed, indicating closure or finality.
The roses you left have wilted, a fate no one can outrun,
Roses, symbolizing love, have withered, signifying an inevitable fate.
The mourning is over, the grieving’s just begun,
Mourning is done, but the grieving process is just starting.
My tears can only dry one by one.
Tears are shed, but the healing is slow.
Cause I know you know I know that I’ll be fine,
The speaker acknowledges that they will eventually be okay.
But until then I’ll take another sip of wine,
Temporary solace is sought through another sip of wine.
Looking at my hand, cursing my long life line,
Reflecting on life choices, possibly regretting a long life line.
Cause I know I know I know that I’ll be fine,
Reiteration of the belief that eventual recovery will happen.
I’ll be.
Reaffirmation of the speaker's belief in their eventual well-being.
You told me not to cry for you,
Despite being told not to cry, the speaker is emotional and questioning.
But I’m sitting on the floor asking what have we come to,
Sitting on the floor, grappling with the unexpected turn of events.
This isn’t what we promised, I’m not sure what to do,
Expressing disappointment in unfulfilled promises.
This isn’t something that I can get through.
The situation seems insurmountable.
Oh how I was fine, when you’re mine,
Recalling a time when everything was fine and the person was theirs.
Nothing could prepare me for this, there was never a sign,
No preparation for the current emotional turmoil.
The mourning is over, the grieving’s just begun,
The mourning period is over, but the process of grieving is ongoing.
My tears can only dry one by one
Tears are drying, but the healing is gradual.
Cause I know you know I know that I’ll be fine,
Reiteration of the belief in eventual recovery.
But until then I’ll take another sip of wine,
Temporary escape through another sip of wine.
Looking at my hand, cursing my long life line
Reflecting on the length and challenges of life.
Cause I know I know I know that I’ll be fine,
Reaffirmation of the belief in eventual well-being.
I’ll be
Final assurance of reaching a state of emotional recovery.
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