Way of life

Was it real or was it all a game Got what you wanted Then said you needed space Left me in an awful place Left and thought I'd feel the same? I've got a heart and it broke From trying to love and be loved I dont blame you and I don't blame me This was just life playing You played out your part And I played out mine Such is the way of life To this day it's hard to not remember To move on and to forget Not to revisit, I look for comfort in tales instead Tales of the failed heart and how it was still okay Life moves on in its own way Dear reader do not forget People come and go, so do opportunities But love and energy will always find it’s way back to you Don't focus on the shortcomings, rather look at the larger view I promise, maybe not today, maybe not now It really will get better later on somehow