is this real

is this real? is this meant to be?

are we meant to be? did we need a break to figure things out? will we ever work anything out?

yes, no, maybe so... no one knows what the future will bring... I just hope I get back to being happy like I was with you... miss you..

I can't tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there's a steel knife
In my windpipe
I can't breathe
But I still fight
While I can fight