therightbastard

Tonight, I did something beautiful for a girl, after having done many beautiful things for her already.

And nothing mattered more than this, because tonight I let her go.

Because if I've learned anything, I've learned this:

Life is short, and love is long,

And at the end of the day, a caged bird is yours only because of the cage.

It's when your lover comes back to you that you know that she's actually yours.

Lovers aren't property, or even a gift; a lover is a lover, and love is not a cage until your lover closes the door behind her.

And then it's just cozy.

EDIT

And until then, I won't throw away a friend.

But now it's back into the war.