It's been the third time she passed by my side and said hello...I, of course said the same...but as themore I stayed there, the more I felt a void inside of me...

She smiled, as she always does, so sweet...she is the perfect sight of an artist...she is just beautiful...but she is not mine...she belongs to someone who "loves her". He bashes her sometimes...and I see the wounds but she says she fell last weekend...

I feel empty when I'm close to her...I feel like her lips invite me to touch them...to taste them. I feel like she wants to hug me...but she is tied as a pet to him...there's something that bounds her to him and doesn't let her fly to me...

I want to free her...but how am I going to free someone who doesn't want to be free, but at the same time wants to be here with me...I feel divided in two parts...the one who loves her and suffers and at teh same time wants to release her...and the one who wants to let her go, and untie the link between us...and be free from all pain...

I love her, I'd give my own live for her...but I know I lost her...she's gone, and I have to deal with it...like it or not...for if I don't, I'll keep drowning in tears...and waste my vitality for nothing...let her go...let her go...let her go...for I have to fly far away from you...