Choices make me

Don't pursue me

Let me go

You made your choices

So, let me be.

There's no turning back

Not this time around

I'm choosing myself now

Though I'm bruised and sad.

All wounds don't bleed

And cannot be seen

We were badly broken

Yet each other, we tried to heal.

Let's us both be birds, free

Pursuing faraway heavens,

I pray you find yours

But from mine, please don't keep me.