Time and I,
once enemies,
we've become allies.

After your departure,
I had no choice
but to be alone,
trying to forget you
and heal the wounds
from saying goodbye.

You left behind a girl,
so very desolate,
longing for a thousand glances
from knowing eyes
to laugh once more.
Years have passed, and I don't miss you anymore.

Time made me strong,
and with such luck,
it made my sun shine bright
after I learned to let you go.