Lately, I haven't been able
to get you out of my head.
He doesn't like it
when I talk about you.
He says he doesn't mind,
but I can see it in his eyes,
just like I see you every time I close mine.
I still carry you with me,
in my heart, my soul,
everywhere I go, and I know
I shouldn't. I know that.
I need to let you go.
For my sake, for his sake,
for yours.
You're just a memory now,
fading a little more each day.
I need to let you go.

*I need to let you go.