Every love must die,
Even mine, even mine.
I had thought you the one,
I was not right, I was not yet wrong,
You are the one, true,
But not the one for me.
The world is wide, and as such,
There are others.
I thank you, my friend,
For showing me there are others.
I felt numb at first,
But slowly it subsides,
I have more love, and more to love,
So I stood up and went.
Today is a new beginning,
A fresh dawn, A new age.
For today I walk another path,
For today I grown up.
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