The world seemed to have ended when she took flight,
But through the darkness, I still found the will to fight.
Despite all the the tears, I raised my head to smile.
I put one foot in front of the other, and started to walk the long mile.

Surely there must be a love, far greater than her.
She was just another ingredient in the recipe, I had to stir.
I thought I had already tasted perfection, I guess I was mistaken.
Apparently there are better flavors ripe for the taking.

It’s up to me to search for them, far and wide,
And to approach another, without trying to hide.
So that when I find perfection, I’ll seize it with all my heart.
Cause a true love, isn’t meant to fall apart.