When all the diaries and roses were burnt
And the pictures were torn apart
Then she finally learned
That these are no memories she made
These can never be enough to hate
The truth had been revealed to her heart
That each time a dead leaf falls
A new one  takes its place anyway
And the tree of her love
shall remain green till the death day
Broken soul had to move on
with the silent wounds of her heart
With a smile on her face
And with the sparkle in her hazel eyes
she welcomed life to burn her soul away
Once again.