Still Not Over You

It’s been months, maybe years, I stopped counting the days,

But your name still finds me in a thousand different ways.

In the songs on the radio, the streets we used to drive,

In the silence of my room when I can’t sleep at night.

Everyone thought I’d be better by now,

That time would do what it promised somehow.

But healing moves slow when the wound runs deep,

And some goodbyes don’t let you leave.

I’m still not over you,

No matter what I do.

I’ve met new faces, chased new dreams,

But somehow it comes back to you.

I hate that your memory still feels like home,

Even though you’ve been gone so long.

They say hearts learn to forget the truth,

So why am I still not over you?

I packed away the pictures, deleted every text,

Tried my best to leave us buried with the rest.

The echoes of laughter still haunt the hall,

I hear your voice in every late-night call.

Your coffee cup sits where you left it behind,

A token of you I keep trying to deny.

The city keeps moving but I stand still,

Searching the crowd for your shadow at will.

And maybe I’m foolish for hoping you’ll return,

But hope lights a fire that quietly burns.

The calendar changes but not what I feel,

I wish letting go was something real.

I’m still not over you,

No matter what I do.

I’ve met new faces, chased new dreams,

But somehow it comes back to you.

I hate that your memory still feels like home,

Even though you’ve been gone so long.

They say hearts learn to forget the truth,

So why am I still not over you?

There’s comfort in longing, a bittersweet ache,

I trace all the faults I can never remake.

If time is a river, I’m stuck on the bank,

Watching the world flow while my heart simply sank.

Regret is a visitor I can’t send away,

Still wishing that you would’ve chosen to stay.

I’m still not over you,

No matter what I do.

I’ve met new faces, chased new dreams,

But somehow it comes back to you.

I hate that your memory still feels like home,

Even though you’ve been gone so long.

They say hearts learn to forget the truth,

So why am I still not over you?I’m still not over you,

Why am I still not over you?

Maybe someday I’ll wake up new,

But tonight, I’m still not over you.