I let go, I free fall into the memories that were meant to be
Remembered for joyous recollections.
The times we shared hopes, dreams, tears, and affection.
These are times passed.
How painless today is in contrast.
I was misguided into disaster.
What do I fight for?
I fought for my love
I died for my master.
I was thrown on the tips of spears
So my dreams would die faster.
Much was lost, very little gain.
It brings me comfort to know
That I will always remember you.
By: Jose Serrano