Free

Your gone from the screen...

Are you free?

Is your body your own now?

Do you wake up now and say, its a great day to be someone else?

I'm just 12 years late, and that's ok...

Your unchained now, and that's all I ever wanted for you...

Free now in mind, body and soul...

I bet you've aged, as gracefully as an antique. Like the porcelain doll you loved...

How I miss you...

But to have stayed, we would have become what we promised never to be, sad and forever lonely...that somewhere inside of us, we would be forever alone, even as one...

I could never share you...

Waiting in lonely hotels, hoping you'd come back unscathed...

Yet often you didn't, remember? I do...for the pain in the heart of thinking you left this would, still comes as strong when I hear our song...

Twelve years feels like twelve seconds...that's love. Unconditional, though all you knew a love that was...

That's because you were owned...

Now your free, and I leaving reminds me that love does heal...

As your still, somewhere inside of me...now that girl, I prayed you could be...

Free