What was it like to love her?

It was like running in the summer rain.
No matter how hard it poured.
You couldn't help but stop.
And dance.
Let her soak you to the bone.
Leave you cold.

what was it like to leave her?

Like sleep to the freezing.

The wind blows the flowers petals away,
and I want to go with them.
I want to get away from the place
where they think I'm their gem.

Let me ride the wings of the winds
until I reach the western isles.
I want to be free of my pain,
get rid of these foul trials.

I just want to be free of this pain,
destroy my soul if you must.
I want the wind to take me
to lands far away, while I ride the gust.