The End

What is it?

I can feel it,

But not see it.

I can show it,

But not capable of giving it.

Not anymore at least.

I thought I had found it,

I thought it was good,

It felt like I could breathe again,

But now I could see it all

Blowing away like the wind.

And every time I see you,

You are living your freedom.

But if you only knew,

You would come running back too.

I am sad we have to be apart,

It was best for both of us,

But now I want to be the one,

Because I am in pieces without you my love.