But I knew that it would come.
An old friend of ours was talking on the phone,
She said you found someone.
And I thought of all the bad luck,
And the struggles we went through.
And how I lost me and you lost you.
I'm learning to live without you now,
But I miss you sometimes.
The more I know, the less I understand.
All the things I thought I knew, I'm learning again.
I've been tryin' to get down to the heart of the matter,
But my will gets weak,
And my thoughts seem to scatter,
But I think it's about forgiveness,
Even if you don't love me anymore.
~The Heart of the Matter by Don Henley