My love, I don’t like this image of myself
Whining like a kid who lost his favourite toy
You know what I mean, you’ve been there before
Crying all day, nothing to be proud of
You know my sweet love, I have been there before too
Deciding to leave and saying “no more”
To the other’s sorrow thrown up to my face
To provoke regrets or just to cause pain
You have a new life and a new, normal love
All the rest is bothering, including these words
I know what you feel and I know what you need
I give up on this now and I leave you, in peace.
aliensoulmates 