Still Drifting Back - Scofield

I should have left before it tore me apart,
but I stayed because your laugh touched my heart.

You made me smile, yet left me confused,
when you said it’s just fun — my heart was abused.

We shared our bodies, but not our souls,
for me it felt true, for you just a role.
A spark for me, a moment for you,
a fire in my chest, barely glowing for you.

A kiss, a closeness that burned so bright,
but in the morning, you vanished from sight.
I spoke my pain, you laughed it away,
each little joke hit me more than you’d say.

I drew a line that had burned too long,
wrote you the truth, tried to make you strong.
But you stayed silent, like always before,
so I closed my heart, shut the open door.

I left because I had no other choice,
blocking what I wanted, still hearing your voice.
We were “us” — yet never really true,
I wanted forever, you wanted few.

They say that time heals all the scars,
but some still carry your name in my heart.

Four months gone, no word from you,
yet you haunt my mind in everything I do.
I see us sitting, in dark or in light,
you talk and laugh — I can’t hear it right.

A dream too big for you, too small for my heart,
and in the end, it fell apart.
Now I see clearly, there was much between,
you were never lost — just never seen.

I’m letting you go, piece by piece,
but a part of me still drifts back to your peace.