Pain
what a famous word.
We all use it as it belongd to us, but
What does it really mean?

You lost me and
I lost you.
And all that is left are memories.
Bad and good.

Now that I know that I never stopped,
you have found your own happiness
and although I want to try...
I know it is just...

I cling to hope to survive,
and it hurts, but this pain
keeps me alive, it keeps us alive.

I know now, that
for as long as it hurts
this love, it's still real.