It's A Heavy Freedom.
It was definitely the right decision.
Logically, there was no other decision to make,
But the blue in your eyes tells me otherwise, and this emptiness nags at my conscience.
With you I found chaos.
Yet in the midst of your storms I found acceptance. I found my reason. I found everything.
Your winds blew me from pillar to post, but your breezes calmed me.
I was always ready to suffer another blow. Why not this time?
Have I dodged a bullet? Or have I taken one for us?