I'll never go back to you.  
Not because I've stopped loving you,
or that I think you don't still love
me, because I know you do.  It's just
that I've done things and said things
that cannot be undone.  Hear me.

Plainly, you are an Angel who's job is done.
Your eyes cut deep. You sing when you speak,
even when you're sometimes off-key.  I have tried
to kiss as much of you as I could
with the passion I've been given.

Still, your grace is natural.
You won't flourish with me.
I want you to flourish.
Go forth and bless another.