Another morning just the usual, music and a cup of coffee.
It was cloudy, a couple arguing outside perhaps too much...
My own break up scene came up my mind, but there was no
yelling, no confusion, no hate.
I had to. For her own good, just so she can move on. Get
married have a family perhaps. The difference between our
age was no problem she said. But then again the things she would
miss, no i could not do that to her. I could not be that selfish even if
my heart breaks in two.
Goodbye my love, goodbye my queen...