Your smile was warm,
your touch was kind
But holding on was tough
I needed to find myself,
To know that I'm enough.

Losing is not wrong,
Helped me to learn and see,
Now i feel a strength inside
which makes me more free.

So here i stand with open heart
ready for what's new
and losing you has helped me find
A path that's mine and not ours.

In quiet talks with you, my friend,
I must be true, and not pretend.
Our love's a tale that's reached its end,
No false hopes here, I can't extend.

Though once we danced in love's sweet glow,
Now it's time to let it go.
No promises to falsely show,
I must move on, let it flow.

So let's embrace what lies ahead,
And leave behind what's now been said.
My hearts will heal, though love has fled,
In letting go, i find instead.

I've never seen a finer artist than her.
She crafted herself so well, it took a long time to see her broken heart.
Now, I want to be the finest potter,
To reshape and fix her broken part.