I looked at her, with tears flowing down …

Seeing her with another man hand in hand …

I cannot hold my tears … I cannot see her like this …

I cannot let her leave me … I cannot let her leave me!

But … I need to …

I want her to be happy, and I should do this …

I owe that to her completely even though I had a shitty childhood …

Even though I hated myself …

I want to take care of her,

I want her to smile,

I want her to be happy for her.

And the baby I wish we had …

I want to do everything for her … everything!

She has made me what I am ..,

A man that I am now …

A man that I wished to be …

A man ending up with these manners …

A man that I am now!

A sculptor that she is, and the sculpture that I am …

I ought to let her go,

Or I’ll try with my life …