Walking towards the sky with you by my side,

nothing seemed to be harder than letting you go.

Letting you walk towards an end, that isn't yours,

or what shouldn't be.

But still, I cannot stop you, I don't have the power,

or I am just missing from the heart.

Missing the part of you that's gone and never will return.

So, at the end of the day,

who is less,

me, or you?