In the early morning, the room feels so still,
Laces tightly tied, love now gone, like a will.
No goodbyes, just glitter on the floor,
Memories linger, like a whisper in the door.

The bed is cold, where once we shared our dreams,
Now the silence speaks, where words no longer gleam.
The man is gone, but love's echo remains,
A note from the Mental Professor, in the silent games.

No goodbyes, just glitter and the memories,
Love's impact still felt, like a gentle breeze.
Carried by the stream, my breath, so free,
Enduring love, in every single tree.

Walk into a new chapter, filled with rituals,
Symbols of the past, in a new place, a different suit.
No goodbyes, just glitter and the memories,
Love's impact still felt, like a gentle breeze.

The bed is cold, where once we shared our dreams,
Now the silence speaks, where words no longer gleem.
The man is gone, but love's echo remains,
A note from the Mental Professor, in the silent games.

No goodbyes, just glitter and the memories,
Love's impact still felt, like a gentle breeze.
Carried by the stream, my breath, so free,
Enduring love, in every single tree.

No goodbyes, just glitter and the memories,
Love's impact still felt, like a gentle breeze.
Carried by the stream, my breath, so free,
Enduring love, in every single tree.