Say goodbye to the old him, he buried it quietly,
They ain't friends anymore, you don't know him entirely.
He fell in love with his pain, it stayed when you left,
Slept with his regrets, they lay heavy on his chest.
People still say they miss the old him, it's true,
But they never stayed long enough to see what he grew through.
The old him is dead, the new one survived,
He became what the pain demanded, not what they wanted.