What Hurts The Most
And I find myself always going back.
Back to where we all started.
Back to where we ended.
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok
But that's not what gets me
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doing it
It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, living with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade, give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
-"What Hurts The Most" by Rascal Flatts
If I had handled things differently back then, would things today between the both of us have turned out different?
The truth is, as much as I try to deny how important you are in my life, I've never completely gotten over the fact that you're now gone from my life and all those memories we share...well, they're nothing but memories now.
Maybe that's why I keep on building these walls around me to protect myself from being hurt by anyone else again.
Once bitten, twice shy.