Attempts of Moving On

Moving on is like giving up a bad habit,
Now all of my hopes and dreams are locked inside of a cabinet.
Rest for a moment, stop thinking,
the love of my life fades away within seconds of blinking.
The memories of the times play backwards and forwards constantly in my mind,
I can't move on and forget no matter what distractions occur in my life.

Drinking can't help, and neither can time,
The only cure is music that recognises the pain in my life.
Forcing a smile whenever I'm with people,
In order to not spread this contagious fever,
I see her, and I talk to her every single day,
Always helping her when she's always feeling grey.
We used to be lovers, but that time has indeed passed,
And I'm trying to move on, and to not reflect on the past.

But moving on is like giving up a bad habit,
and now all of my hopes and dreams are locked inside of a cabinet...