theres no use in fighting what cannot be won
like theres no use in wishing at night for the sun
your poetic words were a clever disguise
but im just letting go and closing my eyes
now dont get me wrong, i love what you write
and i love when you whisper your words late at night
its just your shadow consumes me, i miss my own
and my thoughts are replaced by your gentle tone
and while i sit at home on this special day
you are with her, taking her breath away
you'll wonder whats missing and realize its me
youre clutching my soul while thinking youre free
but im letting go and closing the book
now youll see my face wherever i look
so dont ever call me, but ill hold the phone
and dont write me letters, you chose your alone.