You told me to cut the cords
Whether by dagger or by sword
I sat there in silence
I didn’t know what to say or what to think
I thought of the connections that had formed over these last four years
And decided to cut the ones that form melancholic tears
But the ones of love can never be cut
They just can’t and trust me I tried
They are made of diamond-like material
Too strong to destroy or even be phased
So I tell you one last time my friend
I love you
And I’ll see you in time
Meet you at the moon
