They say if you love something then set it free,
If it was meant to be,
It will come back to you.
But why letting go is oh so hard,
When you love that thing with all your heart?
They say love is joy, and joy is life,
Then why does it hurt like a stab with a knife,
When sometimes you feel loved and re-born,
You find yourself in the end with your heart torn?
They say that heart does never forget,
But doesn't it make you full of regret,
When you look behind in the memories in the past,
When you get it wasn't true so it could last?
They say that true love never dies,
Then why do I cry when I look in your eyes,
And I realize why is it so hard,
To let it go when it has your heart.
