I want to hike a mountain with the view,
I want to jump from a perfectly working plane,
I know that we are friends,
I am not doing these things for you.
Run, run, run,
Until my feet bleed dry.
Turn, turn, turn,
No turning back even if I try.
Behind the smile I weep,
Behind the cheers I cry.
I am no longer falling deep,
Not when my heart bled out to dry.
I took risks and leaps of faith,
But what was the point if I was the only one.
Even if I jump out of faith,
Would you still be my only one?
No, no more,
Even if I jump off it won’t be for you.
Our story became a folklore,
A mere fiction I’m writing about you.
I’m not doing this for you,
You can’t tell my heart what to do,
So let me walk away with my own pace,
So I can find again my inner peace.
Even if I still love you,
You were right, we will never be true.
So let me love myself this time,
Because my love for you ends at this rhyme.
My new chapter on finding who I really am starts now.