Mango Tango

I am giving up on chasing yours coattails, round and round we go, passing the same scenery time and time again. My lips are sealed this time, I've sown them shut. They no longer speak thoughts of romance and hope to you. I can't keep uttering these lies, because the feeling has drifted from my grasp. There is a difference, between loving someone and being in love; I just can't ignore that fact. Together, we were all alone. Keeping you would be a lie, so I have to let you go. I have to move forward, forgetting my fingers intertwined with yours, the sweet breathe on my neck, the promises we once made; I thank you for showing me what love really was, but it hurts to see what true love really does.

everything will be okay in the end.
if it's not okay.
it's not the end.