Sometimes love means letting go


Is this it ?
The beginning of the end.
No longer we can bend.
I Watch it fall down.

Is this it?
The calm before the storm?
Every bit is torn.
I Watch it fall down.

And it takes the life right out of me.
Take a breath and watch myself bleed.
Thinking about the things I need.
The bigger picture I now see.


Is this it ?
The time of letting go.
Even if I don’t want to know.
I Watch it fall down.

Is this it?
Losing love and start the pain.
Standing alone in the rain.
I Watch it fall down.

And it takes the life right out of me.
Take a breath and watch myself bleed.
Thinking about the things I need.
The bigger picture I now see.

Knowing whats best for me.
But wanting different things.
A start of a bad idea.
Clipped off wings.

Loving someone means also letting go.
Even if the Pain is so strong I cant go on.
Eventually it will be better.
Because my needs matters.

And it takes the life right out of me.
Take a breath and watch myself bleed.
Thinking about the things I need.
The bigger picture I now see.

Sometimes love means letting go.

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