It will come back if it was meant to be
But how does one let go of the rest of yourself
The one that completes the rest of one's self
How do you remove the heart
And expect it not to part
How does one remove the happiness within
And expect it to begin anew
If I am but only a portion of me
How do I begin to feel free
Without my other part
I feel naked, cold and stark
All I can do is sit and pray
That this love comes back to me someday
