Love is bittersweet,
Like a rose in winter's first snow,
So lovely yet doomed to die.
As today I think only of good-bye.
I can't love you anymore.
I can't pretend to be what I am not.
I long for my freedom, as I've never longed for anything.
I long to leave you in my past, like a bad nightmare.
Do you really think I should stay?
When so often the angry words fly without reason?
You can't give me the love I want.
And my love for you is long dead and buried.
It's not fair to you for me to stay.
Nor is it right for you to love me.
For I can't find it in my dead black charcoaled heart to love you.
Go free now.
Fly into the night like a bird.
Find love that can love in return.
And forget the love you once gave me.
Yet this wedding ring holds me here.
It reminds me of the promises we made that cold rainy November day.
A day I thought I'd want to remember forever.
I can't go because I know it would break your heart.
So please find it in yours to set me free.
Love is bittersweet.
Like a rose in winter's first snow,
So lovely yet doomed to die.
As today I so long for good-bye.