Her

What does this life hold for me?

I know it must get better.

If she wants to fly away...I have to let her.

If she wants to love another... I must forget her.

I want to be happy, too...

I want to smile in the end.

I'll just have to be happy for her;

Because I don't think I'll ever love again.

 

 

 

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