He sits down, looking around,
he ponders and he ponders at that which has been found,
he tries and he tries to make matters right,
but in the end all that happened was a bitter fight.
Was he right? Was he wrong? He can no longer say,
for the one he loved so dearly then, he let slip away.
Now there's a morale for him to learn, and learn it he did
though it hurt him to realize that she was gone,
he accepted it and tried to move on.
but the memory of her, lingered still
like the sad song of a whipporwill,
and now he'll wonder what could he have done
to save the love he lost, that special someone.
If there is to be no hope for it to be
then hopefully she'll set him free.
Though he wants to forever stay
he'll have to love her a different way.