Hearts broken, forever in pain,
nothing remains, but memories of a love
we can never regain.
Where butterflies once fluttered.
now empty it will never be the same.
Who is to blame?
We knew it could never be, but yet we were
drawn to one another, you and me.
I'm not free to be what you wanted me to be.
Though I tried, and I loved you so,
I had to let you go.
To fly in the sky with the other butterflies. while
I still cry for a love lost, a love that withered and died.