I am better off on my own,

All the loves I’ve had, like gulls on ocean thermals, have now flown. My scenery is a desolate desert,

But, at least I can no longer be hurt.

Time to reflect, time to let go,

To define oneself as an individual, myself, to get to know.

Be independent, learn to rely on no one,

The future is bright, look forward as the past is the past when all said and done.