They say it was the desire
To possess him that made me
'Chase' him every time even when
Aloof he always pretended to be.

I say I never wanted to possess him,
If you want possession you pluck the flower,
If you love it, you let it go and water it,
And help another withered soul hither.

After all these years of doubts,
I can safely say that  love it was true,
Because I found him as a broken man,
I patched him together with soul glue

All the while my heart beating fast,
Knowing I had to let go that heart.
It'd never beat for me and yet I smiled.
When he announced a new love's start.

Because that's what I always wanted for him,
To have someone to confide his darkness,
I sacrificed my feelings for his destination,
And everything was worth the big mess.

If it were possession, I wouldn't have,
Tried to patch him up for someone else though.
Love made me do things I never thought about
And I never regret letting the flower go.

Yes, I never regret letting him go,
Because I saw happiness in his eyes too.