I have to go, my darling. Spring arrives. Life in nature blooms but breath of love dies. I take a deep inhale, depressed at the freshness. I have to go.
Darling, too many walls have been built between us. Your heart is up where I cannot find. I look into your eyes and see nothing inside. Your smile is no longer here to shine. When clouds abruptly darken the sky, when turns suddenly occupy the road, I have to go.
Darling, my shelter shatters. Sunshine glitters on the sea. Light stings my eyes. Uttering a cry, the sea gull flaps its wings. My island sways in the wind. The waves run onto the rocks – crash, boom, bang. When hope turns into foam, I have to go.
Darling, night no longer lights fire. Access to your voice has expired. I glare at my phone, catching no trace of your name. As stars twinkle, magic slides from my hands. It falls to the ground like china -- crash, boom, bang. When the pieces could no longer make a whole, I have to go.