Mason Jar

I didn't even notice, but I think my hair is finally longer Who even came up with the idea to cut it just to feel better When it rains, the purple dye starts bleeding But the faded color is still surprisingly pleasing The notes we passed, I put them in this mason jar And now at last, I feel healing's perhaps not that hard You were all I need but that's all part of history You were all sorts of amazing, and that's the same to me Some people become all you dislike in your eyes Once stopped loving them They're not worth your time Or care or mood or compliance Or tears you shed them Some are smart and charming, driven and kind And stays always the same, and you are this latter kind The notes we passed, I put them in this mason jar And now at last, I feel healing's perhaps not that hard You were all I need but that's all part of history You were all sorts of amazing, and that's the same to me When it rains, the purple dye starts bleeding But the faded color is still surprisingly pleasing It's not that I'm stubborn or I'm clinging on Except in my humble dreams, I know we're done I put them all away like you had told me to Except the jar is clear and I can see right through It's not that I'm stubborn or I'm clinging on Except in my humble dreams, I know that we are done You were the good, I was lucky to have You're the same good, just out of my grasp