I seem to forget how fragile are the strong.
And I'm sorry I can't talk to you in person,
your face just makes my words melt away...
I hope that explains why you never understand me.
But I want you to know why I left...
I'm giving up love, my dear.
But if one day you want to shoot me a letter,
that would be perfectly okay.
But if you now and forever hate me,
that's okay too.
Because that's what love's about,
& that's why I'm giving it up.
But I hope I see you around again.