Last Camper

Everyday I feel the mornings getting shorter

Times passing by, I can feel myself getting older

Started with many, leaving with few. So why would I be upset?

Is it because of me? Is it because I push people away?

Is it because I stay to myself and travel in my own lane?

Is it because we've lost interest in each other?

Is it because you went out and found another?

Maybe it is because relationships don't last forever

Maybe it is because we're growing up and letting life take us wherever

Take a breath it'll be fine

See you next time my friend, just know this isn't goodbye