Loosing you is the best, some would say.
Loosing you, I can breath the sweet air.
Loosing you, I can see the beautiful sky.
Loosing you, I can feel the calming rain on my skin.
But by loosing you, I can't breath the sweet smell of your perfume.
By loosing you, I can't see your beautiful eyes.
By loosing you, I can't feel your calming touch.
By loosing you, I loose myself.
By loosing you, I am lost.
