And as you raise yours in repetition-- I let mine go, falling to the ground
It crashes loudly onto the floor and shatters everything we had
I love you enough to know that its time to let go and turn around
Expressionless you remain, like an apathetic ridden fool
Perhaps it is shock; perhaps it is knowing you've lost something so grand
And in this moment, parts of me want to assure you-- but that I cannot do
I have spent all my love on you, but now I will reclaim my heart from your hands
Revelations have suffocated me in the quiet early hours of morning
Because I've finally succumbed to the fact that there is nothing left
So cheers to you my sweet darling, perhaps someday you'll have an understanding
That this last toast is not to what we've lost, because knowing you has made me blessed