Lyrics
I’m doing fine just as I promised
I am doing well as I assured you previously.
To you last time
This echoes a promise made during a prior conversation.
It’s half past nine, I’m getting nervous
It's 9:30, and anxiety is building up within me.
You cross my mind
You are on my mind.
It’s been two weeks - I cry not often
Although two weeks have passed, I don't cry much; I just contemplate.
Just stare at walls
I spend time gazing at walls, lost in my thoughts.
I gave up drinking morning coffee
I've given up on my morning coffee and waiting for calls.
And waiting calls
There's a sense of resignation or acceptance.
I started catching other miracles of life
I've started noticing other wonders in life.
That were all covered by your image
These wonders were overshadowed by thoughts of you.
But in my pocket I still keep your tingling laugh
In my pocket, I still carry memories of your infectious laughter.
And thoughts about that gentle damage
Thoughts linger about the gentle impact you had on me.
It hurts
The emotional pain is intense.
But I’ll learn
Despite the pain, there is a commitment to learning and growing.
It hurts
Reiteration of the emotional distress.
But I'll learn
But again, a determination to learn from the experience.
I weaved a song from tears and memories
A metaphorical creation of a song from sadness and memories.
Like I was taught
Learning to cope, though breathing remains difficult due to inner turmoil.
But it’s still hard to breathe cause there is
An internal struggle is emphasized with the mention of an "inner knot."
My inner knot
The difficulty in breathing is linked to this internal conflict.
I knew then that it was imminent
There's a realization of an inevitable conclusion.
I felt the end
The end is felt or perceived.
It’s time to kick out a dormant tenant
Time to remove a dormant presence that can no longer contribute.
Who can’t pay rent
A metaphor for letting go of something that is no longer beneficial.
I guess it wouldn’t be much easier to see
Awareness of the challenge in witnessing someone acting as if confined.
You acting just like you’re imprisoned
Observation of restrained behavior, possibly by the other person.
They say I shouldn’t have stepped back and set you free
External advice received, suggesting that stepping back and freeing the person was the right decision.
I’d try to hold, but for what reason?
The internal struggle of wanting to hold on despite logical reasons to let go.
It hurts
The emotional pain is reiterated.
But I’ll learn
A repetition of the commitment to learn despite the pain.
It hurts
Reiteration of the intensity of emotional pain.
I hope I’ll learn
An expression of hope for learning from the experience.
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