Then let it be so,
If this is what you have chosen.
If you have given all
Only to give it up;
If your lips have lied a thousand times,
Then all of this was never light.
And don't tell me that they didn't,
Don't tell me that it was,
Because if that was truly what you believed,
You wouldn't have been able to say goodbye to me.
Your choice screams loud,
The most deafeningly silent sound.
Face hidden and eyes shut tight,
You won't even notice that one by one,
The lights will begin to burn out.
And so it will be until there are none,
Until my soul is known by no one,
Until I can forget the truth we had found.