What will I feel when I let you go? Will it be cloudless relief or regret, When the vibrant paint melts from the rainbow? Our meshed hands will disengage and yet, I don’t know if I will ever forget, Your version of love, tied to utter greed. You gave me more than I could ever need, But is heartfelt love immaterial? I could bear this love and cry till I bleed, Or flee and be my life’s imperial.