It isn’t that you don’t tread through my dreams anymore,

It’s just that I’ve learnt to wake up and wipe off the tears,

It’s just that I’ve learnt to breathe till my heart stops pacing.

It isn’t that I don’t want to see you anymore,

It’s just that I’ve learnt to make do with running my fingertips over your pictures,

It’s just that I’ve learnt that I don’t need to see you to feel you.

It’s not that I don’t have things to say anymore,

It’s just that I’ve learnt that I can say them just to myself and not to you anymore,

It’s just that I learnt to just let the words wash through me till they echo no more.

It’s not that I wouldn’t give up the world to see you anymore,

It’s just that I’ve learnt that I was never your world anyway,

It’s just that I’ve learnt that there is a world, even though you’re not a part of my world anymore.