My arms and heart are still open, but I cant make you step forward, instead you step back. Moving on are we? Am I already the past? Are you turning your back on the one who's shoulder you've cried on many times? Sure you've been through pain, but pain comes in different forms. What pain you never felt, I am drowning in. Don't tell me you are moving on, just leave, don't make it worse...

But my arms and heart are still open...