A little less company, a little more lonely.
No one will ever replace you, that's quite impossible.
A little less happiness, a little more sadness.
It will never stop hurting, that's quite impossible.
A little less attached, a little more free.
I'm should fly but my wings are broken so, that's quite impossible.
A little less healed, a little more broken.
"Just let go" but, that's quite impossible.
//p.s.
