In the realm of love, a bittersweet dance,
I find myself in a difficult stance.
For in my heart, I hold her dear,
Yet the time has come to let her disappear.
Like a butterfly held in my palm,
I long to keep her, bring her no harm.
But true love knows when to set free,
To release her wings and let her be.
Though tears may fall, and hearts may break,
I’ll hold her memory, for love’s sake.
In letting her go, a part of me may die,
But I’ll cherish the moments, as clouds pass by.