Explain.

I don't know how I've made it this far without you.
The day we called it quits, I thought I'd go insane,
but you're not longer on my brain.
Every minute goes by and I try to maintain,
I thought I'd suffer without hearing your voice,
but at that point I had no choice.

You made me believe we'd be together forever,
that we'd break never, that this distance we could weather.
I loved you and gave this my all,
now I'm starting over, like a baby learning to crawl.

Honestly now I'm better and I don't want to sound sappy,
however in my new life, I can say I'm genuinely happy.

Now that you're gone, I'm starting to move on,
taking every thing and every day, one at a time.
Stealing my heart and breaking it, consider it a crime.

Every second, of every hour, of every day is getting easier.
I tried twenty-four seven with you and I got tired of trying to please you.
There's always that part in me, saying I could have done more,
every time I think of everything that could have been, my thoughts just soar.

I'm glad to be done with you and all the drama,
you'll get yours, she's a bitch; karma.
I tried endlessly, every last bit of effort I could give,
I feel so liberated, it's time to live.