Losing My Love
There will be a day when you’ll leave,
You’ll catch a flight home, all the way.
I’ll send you off, I’ll wave you goodbye,
Then I’ll walk away and my spirit will die.
There will be a day when you have already left,
I’ll be sitting on a bench, reminding myself,
Just how many times we had laughed together,
That you’d be back soon and love lives forever.
There will be a day when I’ll finally realize,
That you are gone and it won’t help if I lie.
On that day my sole will be reborn,
Still a part of me will always be in mourn.
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