In a few short days,
I’ll be leaving you,
Without a trace,
And it will be for the better.
When you are reading this,
In a few short days,
I will have left you
And it has been for the better.
When you stay up through the night
Clutching this letter, remember
That a few short days ago
I left, for the better.
When you throw this away,
The pain now so faint
That you no longer feel it’s sting,
You will know that those few short days,
They were for the better.
They will be for the better.
They have been for the better.
They always will be for the better.
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 10:30 PM UTC
In a few short days,
I’ll be leaving you,
Without a trace,
And it will be for the better.
When you are reading this,
In a few short days,
I will have left you
And it has been for the better.
When you stay up through the night
Clutching this letter, remember
That a few short days ago
I left, for the better.
When you throw this away,
The pain now so faint
That you no longer feel it’s sting,
You will know that those few short days,
They were for the better.
They will be for the better.
They have been for the better.
They always will be for the better.
