The hopeless romantic in me said her goodbyes
we're parting ways
we're sharing our last gaze
We lived it together
surrounded by heathens
and as light as a feather
as hard as logical reasons
We lived it together
They were feeling the pressure
While we're treasuring the treasure
She's being gentle by leaving me to a bittersweet reality
But a one that I could share with other
A one where there's place for others
A hopeful realist is born
She's taking her place
for space of normality