To Say Goodbye

He's gone, I know...
I love him so...

His face, I see...
His name, I breathe...

His soul is spread all over me.

My friends, they say, "What a fool is he?"
To run away and leave me be...

Their voices are heard...
But I am disturbed...

For all of them, they know not He...

Not his beauty, not how free...
Not his great mind, nor integrity...

So they know not the torture to me...
To want him here, but set him free...

The world shall be better if I let him flee...

So "Goodbye" I said, and "Off you go..."
and now my world's grown dark and cold.