Getting over it !!
It's been so long,
So long and so cold.
The winters have come,
The summers have gone.
The love is no more,
No more is your want.
But forget you my love,
My love I won't.
The words of wise,
Encourage me to be bold.
Be bold enough,
To let go the story untold.
Yes, I want to forget.
But I don't want to regret.
All the love, that I did,
But now my love I wanna get rid.
Get rid of it and move along,
My sane asks me, just what went wrong.
Nothing I reply, with a voice so fright,
We just forgot that we needed to fight.
A battle was fought, so harsh and rough,
But all that is left is dust and duff
You blame it on me, you brought it on me,
My love I'm ready, come bring it upon me.
I'll face all this if this is the fate,
That you never loved me, but you loved to hate....
Yes, it has been long, really long enough,
But your memories my love,
They're still as such.
The life is still, as still as death,
Maybe the love for you, has lost it's strength.
The armour is torn, the knight has fallen,
But this courage to live has not yet rotten.
I can't be, and I don't want to be,
A living body, with no life in thee.
A dead realm, a realm of dreams,
I wish it could calm down my screams.
The pain that I felt, I wish for you,
For one last time, I want to see you.
Then I'll forget, forget it all,
All that you started, in the winterfall.
Yes, it's been so long,
And now I think, I should really move on.
Move on within me, to be myself,
A self that was lost, in being someone else.
No, I just won't, I won't ever regret,
I wouldn't regret that it came to an end.
Everything that happens, is worth a while,
But pulling it along for whole of the life,
Is just not wise, not wise indeed,
But this love my love, it fails to cease.
No worries for it, it was all mine,
It has been mine,
From the beginning of our time.
Our time my love,
What a time it was,
I still remember the fragrance of that rose.
Whatever it was, it was all to me,
I wish my love you too could see.
But let it be, the fire is down,
Leaving behind my forehead in a frown.
The feelings are over, over is our story,
The preparations have started, to erase the memory.
A memory, a life, a scar left behind,
The journey has started to be my only kind......