Have turned frustrating,
And that I can say nothing more,
I should just let go.
Do you wonder about an anomaly?
Time heals all, eventually,
Still I hold on to love,
My lost treasure trove.
You must understand this,
My words are therapeutic,
Medicine to a chronic hurt,
Lets me sleep at night.
You must believe me,
I can't open myself anymore,
My heart survives on past,
I repeat what I've said before.
I wish there were two suns,
I wish there were two moons,
I wish there was a world,
Where there are two of her.
She is my life and my soul,
Yet far away is her dwelling,
So I create another her with my words,
And keep both of us living.