Eir.M - I'M Dreaming

Some good things were built to bend,
Not to promise they won't end.
It is like a blessing, like a curse,
What to keep and what to lose.
And I feel lost inside this pause now: am I dreaming,
Or confused?
I don't chase what chose to leave; I don't bleed where I can't breathe.
Call it love or just mistake, either way I don't break.
Just remember: I don't break.
Just remember: I don't break.
Your toothbrush left there in the glass,