There's a little cigarette box I notice each time I get in my car.
Resting inside the little cup-holder,
reflecting with it as one would with a fond little scar.
Take notice to it as each time it collects more dust like a memoir.
Telling the story of "there once was a girl whose sheer personality sparked.
it was the most shimmering personality I'd seen from the start.
It's hard not to remember it like it was yesterday,
how she'd presented herself cooly with an edge to her grace.
Leaving nothing but shadows of what once was,
now gone without a trace."

There was so much I'd wanted to say,
there was so much I'd wanted to do,
but I ended up making the same mistake,
and that was waiting instead of doing before I lost you.

How about those long drives on those long nights?
The first late adventure checking out the gulls on the shoreline.
There was so much you'd been around for that I wished to return,
in hope one day a close place to your heart would be one I could earn.
But the christmas tree's losing it's light, and the flame is going out in my lantern.
As much as I'd gone to empathizing with snowflakes,
evaporation is something I'm just going to have to learn.

There was so much I'd wanted to say,
there was so much I'd wanted to do,
but I ended up making the same mistake,
and that was waiting instead of doing before I lost you.

So I'll let the curtain down,
put the period at the end.
There's no need for you to frown,
there's no more wounds left for me to mend.
I've finished plastering the wounds of your heart,
done my part for you to re-recognize your light.
So although it's going to tear me apart,
looking at you now I think it's safe to say
it's the right time for the wrong goodbye
to the one part of me I didn't think would die.
Words truly can't define or describe,
how much I'm going to miss the sparks behind each color of your eyes.
Just as there's nothing that could get me to move that cigarette box,
as it serves to remind me each and every time,
all the memories of a best friend I'd lost from life leaving me behind.

There was so much I'd wanted to say,
there was so much I'd wanted to do,
but I ended up making the same mistake,
and that was waiting instead of doing before I lost you.