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.

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My new chapter on finding who I really am starts now.