She walks through the door.
With a smile on her face.
It is a smile of love.
It is like the one that i have had for years.
But her love is different hers is returned.
Returned by me, but the smile fades and turns in to a tear.
Deep down i no it ain't meant to be but i don't want to let go of her.
But it may be time. To say that goodbye.
