your life is all about what you make of it; not about what others think of it
You came into my life like a warm sweet breeze;
You walked by my side, we swam across seas.
You held me high up in the air;
You were the wind beneath my wings.
You promised to stay by me;
And make bitter-sweet memories.
I believed you, every word and every breath;
I had faith, in you, in me, in us, in fate, I had faith.
Now when I look back, I look back with grief;
I look back with disbelief, I look back with sorrow, deep.
For you heaved me to the ground,
You left me to bleed;
While you walked away, walked over me,
Walked over the broken pieces of me.