In the midnight dark
Of my lonely room
Your name spills from my lips.

Not in the way of romance,
But in true despair.
The further you go, the more you slip.

Not even a shadow of you remains,
There is no light here to reflect your silhouette.
So instead your name gives me solace
For one last broken night.

Tomorrow I will let myself forget you.
I will breath out the last of your air
And inhale my new beginnings.
The sweet relief of freedom will make me once more bright.