I have longed and longed,
For what I cannot say,
To get rid of whom I cannot comment.

But a relief is desperately in need,
A relief from the disappointment,
A relief from the sufferings and fighting.

Relief only comes in the form of tears,
Tears that carry away the words my heart wants to say,
But my mouth cannot bear to bring to life.

Burning bridges light the road to your destiny,
Selling the real estate of my heart you once owned a large part of.
Relief.

Upbeat and positive;
But no, the ache will remain.