Silhouette

It's been a while now, and I still find myself searching for answers I'll never receive
Still trying to figure out why we fell apart, and wondering if I ever cross your mind

Maybe I should have been more assertive
And not let my fear of losing you tear us apart
And I can't help but blame myself
As I can't seem to stop making the same mistakes

I wasn't prepared to say goodbye
What's the use of escaping if you just end up where you started?
Love is the one thing I can never quite get right
But it's also the one thing that I crave the most

Will I always be stuck here?
Forever haunted by the memories of your silhouette, and never letting go
What if I'm just meant for solitude, as how can I fill this void you've left with someone who isn't you?