Just like that,
a rusting of the wind,
and all the memories
come flooding back again.
Oh, the memories.
The good, the bad,
the pain, the pleasure.
Everything you left
on your way out the door.
One thing I could always be sure:
my heart had once been forever yours.
Neither lies nor pain;
nor hatred nor shame.
Nothing is left
There's nothing to give
Nothing to lose
and everything to forgive.
The rush of wind
a burning desire
to cease the fire
and claim you once again
But I fight the flame
to set you free.
For I am the better man,
a woman nonetheless.
Though space already separates,
who knew it could set you free?
