She isn’t a conquest or a prize
Not a possession, a shape or a size
Just like you, she has dreams – small and big
She isn’t an object of experiment or a guinea pig
She is a living being to cherish and love
Not an in-between while you search your beloved
Everything done under the sun has a consequence
Yet you went with the flow, in pursuit of competence
She could have been your friend or your guide
But you preferred to take her emotions on a ride
You unburdened your heart, for her to mend
While she wept in silence for you my friend
She wasn’t the one, you knew all along
Yet you steered her heart where it didn’t belong
People aren’t a means to an end
To use or throw or a thing to lend
She is here for a reason, she has her goals
Not here to collect the broken pieces of your soul
But now you know better, so let her go
Let her find a new soil, let her grow
She’s okay if you didn’t feel the same way
Let her chase new dreams, let her walk away