It’s the same scenario, the same November night,
a whole year apart.

It’s colder than it was before, silence so loud, it hurts my core.
It’s been so long since I saw the sparks light up that fateful night, been so long since I wrote you that song,
It’s been so long
(and you’re not even here anymore, not in my heart, not in my soul)
and it feels like everything has fallen apart.

The sparks are bright and loud (they don’t light up the skies like they used to),
The candy not as sweet (I didn’t even go down to reminisce, I have no one to reminisce with, no one to reminisce about),
My smile not as wide (days of tears, taking it’s toll).

Fate took her price and left me forlorn.

For I’ve learnt that love is hard and painful, and it leaves you bitter and hanging,
Love was miserable in a way it was never before.
And friendships struck a thorn into my heart, and twisted,
and twisted,
and twisted,
Till I could feel nothing anymore.

I learnt that lonely wasn’t just a word anymore.

But pain comes, and pain goes.

The fireworks burst, high in the sky, pink, gold and green
as the cigarette smoke filled my lungs.
I made my peace with pain and hurt, in a room filled with tissues and tears,
I made my peace with pain and hurt, when I held myself close and let myself go.
I made my peace with pain and hurt, when I cried and called her phone.
I made my peace with pain and hurt; for now, for all my knowledge of them in this single moment.
I made my peace, and
I move on.