I held something. I felt something  When you went away, it wouldn't go away  I don't mind, because   for the time being I still find   meaning and I keep seeing  More & more & more & more  Opening another door, time will heal the wounds  And it couldn't happen soon enough.  I made up my mind, because   what I'm finding isn't what   I'm looking for  I took the time and I asked   why it isn't the same   as it was before  Not for long, just walking along   with theme feelings growing strong  Different directions with no elections   I feel its going to be alright  No more self hate, with one relation always settled in my mind.  There's never early, there's never late, there's really no such thing as time.