She Walks Alone

As you turn your back and a single tear falls,
Your dark angel starts to rebuild her walls,
She can never forget what it means to be her,
She must bury her feeling when they start to stir.

As she starts to leave, she cannot turn around,
Her part is over now your path has been found
and she has to accept, even after the fact,
That all that she gave you, is all that she lacked.

But this wasn't the first time, it wont be the last,
It just seems a shame it was over so fast,
And she knows it is selfish to be thinking that way -
The people she helps are not meant to stay.

So she has to remember, now that you can move on,
That a lesson learnt means a friendship gone,
And the lesson for her which each new day brings,
Is appearing to glide, even on broken wings.

The illusion is far more important you see,
The facade of what they need her to be,
If she can maintain that, no matter the cost,
She can still find her way to the ones that are lost.

If you ever need her, she's there by your side,
Her heart as your comfort - Her strength as your guide,
And she'll help you to find a path all your own,
Content in the knowledge that she walks alone.