"We have touched for the last time
You are long gone, in love with someone else
I now fear nothing but life itself
And I have learned that living is just a slow way to die
I do not believe in life or in love anymore.
The joy I feel are the joys of emptiness
I hate myself for loving you
The fear I feel night after night has developed into a disease
No-one can see the emptiness in my eyes.
To escape life itself now seems the only solution
With relief i look forward of letting go of the pain
Finally... there is peace in my soul
To lie dead without a concern , without a tear,
You own my heart and life without you is so immensly painful
Just to think of you, talk about you, dream of you makes tears stream down my face.
I cannot imagine happiness without your beautiful smile, your angelic face,
your wonderful body and your good heart.
You are everything , I am nothing.
I want to die
But really... I am already dead"
--Mortal love.
2 comments:
I understand.
I remember!
And I think romance - which can be distinguished from love - is mortal indeed. If you "fall in love" and stay together 50 years, what holds you together isn't the romance, it's the love. And if you have romantic feelings about someone now and that person leaves and you're still in the Stage of Romantic Feelings, so to speak, then someone else will come along who you'll feel that way about.
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