They say time heals everything:
My hearts been on watch. Any attempt to form a time frame, would be in vain. Besides, I can still hear you name. See your lips, when you speak mine. Looking at your bright blue eyes, while the sun shines.  

I should have known:
Trying to hold on to a feen-ex and get burnt. Lesson learnt. Problem is, I'm addicted to the hurt, our pain. It burns. But, God gave us feelings to feel with so its fine. At least, that's how I played it out in my mind.  Lessons
mean more when they are learnt. Lost but forgotten, never the case, quickly replaced with a familiar face. Bigger fish in the sea: such a waste.