i know that the time has been long,
but i read them over again:
love letters that once sang our song,
correspondence from way back then.
There are things i'd like to answer,
though the questions are not all there.
That i miss you now is for sure,
your face, smile, laughter, and hair;
i wore locket in Italy,
though that be where our poison lies;
i missed you while you were at sea,
my heart being of joys and sighs.
But here's the poison you may see
that i found on trip overseas -
it would not hurt or destroy me
if you come and go as you please,
meaning i could live without you.
So i went and made some mistakes
and took from you a small adieu.
That's all a breakup really takes.
Well, it wasn't bad from the start,
but i said adieu to my heart.