Finding you was like
like watching the sunrise
after a lifetime of darkness
so beautiful, it hurt
Having you was like
taking a breath
after being underwater for years
so refreshing, it hurt
Loving you was like
getting a taste of spring
after your body had
been in winter so long
frostbite had become a state of being
so wonderful, it hurt
Trying to forget you was like
trying to remember
the details of a dream
so melancholic, it hurt
Writing about you is like
trying to describe pain
using words never invented
like trying to leave a drug
once you've gotten hooked
like trying to forget the words
to your favorite songs
because they carry memories
so complicated, it hurts