But dear love, as I look back to us, sharing all the emotions, we never shared before
I don't see where it did go wrong
I didn't

But you two were the girls who left the train of my life.
Knowing that it genuinely was your choice to do
and sometimes I'm searching for that reason
But Dear love, I have to let my heart rest now and let you, my depressed angels go.

But please, remember me, in the stories you tell your kids.