Maybe letting go of you
is my only choice
and loving me, is setting free
so for once I can rejoice.
The little things you said to me
don't seem to be enough
and maybe I was blinded by something that wasn't love.
The way you used to look at me
like a deep exquisite trance
hoping for love is no excuse
to give you second chance.
I know it all seemed beautiful,
thought it to be real
but a few smiles here and there
can't hide just what I feel.
The precious moments that we
shared can never be erased
and all I see when I close my eyes
is your sad and lonely face...
