As petals delicately fall, without nourishment of light,
Perishing alone, in the baron, cold, dark night,
The decadent roots of our foundation, no longer able to sustain,
As they gently wither away, with a whisper of disdain,
The rose no longer with me, though the thorns they still remain,
A victim of my folly, a prisoner to my pain,

Roaming through the streets of life,
Young hearts living on the edge of a knife,
Still unsure which road to choose,
Young hearts living with nothing to lose,
So many paths that they will take,
Young hearts learning from their mistake,
Ready and able, so much to give,
Young hearts dreaming, ready to live,

Our time together has now elapsed,
The bridge of love we shared now collapsed,
We see clearly now, we were never meant to be,
But please, always remember me,
Remember not the dysfunctional part,
But the times we shared that warmed your heart,
Always keep with you the way it did feel,
No matter how fleeting, the feeling was real,
Forever in time, together we’ll stay,
Always remember us this way,