Half-love.
He wrote her a song, but it never got finished. They both fell in love, but it was soon diminished. She sits on his bed and cries in his lap. He cries back at her, knowing they can't go back. Hours go by and neither one can accept. That by letting go they are doing what's best. At the end of the day, comes the part which he fears. To let her go without shedding a tear. Never again will he kiss her goodbye. And just that thought makes him start to cry. Now he'll finish that song, and he'll write it today. This is the start and here's what it says. "You are my siren, you drew me in, With a voice like an angel and the softest skin. Your eyes shine like diamonds and your smile melts my heart. I know that nothing could tear us apart.” That's what he wrote and let me just say. That he'd never do anything to throw that away. But that's not how it works; this world's bitter and harsh. And then something happened, which drew them...