His Once there was you and me And now these are just my memories Because loving you was easy Leaving you was not Forgetting you was even harder And moving on is like killing the other half of me. I have to do this. I need to. I'm doing this for my self. Call it selfish but for me, it's necessary. I have to leave in order for me to live. And I can only do it without you. I know I'll be happy because for once, I've experienced loving you.All Rights Reserved