Woke up early to the frigid morning air. You're taking off again. So long for good, I won't forget you. So long aurevoir, I won't forget you. The bed was empty. There was anguish in my voice. You will not come home. I know I should have tried to stop you. And if I could, I would have stopped you. I knew I should have tried to stop you when I had the chance, victims now of happenstance. Sheets with bloody fingerprints, a lust so deep and ravenous. A recipe for ecstasy replaced by melancholy, this romantic monstrosity, this passionate catastrophe. I savored every smile from the thicket to the mall. I prepared for a while. Our future sprayed on my wall. I savored every smile. Now it's done once and for all. I prepared for a while for this final curtain call.