He goes to sleep better,
His heart is free,
You wanted him weak so you could seem stronger.
He knew this was wrong, one way or the other,
But he kept holding on, hoping you would decipher.
What do you benefit, from treating people like this?
You came to him just for a while,
Showing him a glimpse of paradise.
But like the dunya, your love for him was a beautiful lie,
before you move on to the next guy.
It's sad, but now he knows,
So he goes to sleep better,
knowing that you are gone.