One love can only be replaced by another,
A new feeling the space in the heart to cover.
I wonder whether it goes like this,
If a heart could find something new for the others miss.
Can a loss fade so easily,
Can a change of heart occur so gently?
How can a pain so vast,
Be extinguished so fast?
Can something as strong as a memory of a kiss,
Be silenced by another, different lips?
Can a bliss so yearned before,
Be forgotten with no pity or remorse?
No heart can get through it,
Painlessly.
Some hearts never get over it,
Completely.
They just stare at the sun,
And yearn for what has begun.
Long ago and long gone,
Just like a lyric that lost its tone.
Like a blowing fan without making wind,
Like a marvelous bird that lost a wing.
Like a soul that lost its will to live.
No more love to give?
No, there is still some under the sleeve,
But there's no one to receive.
Call it bleed,
Call it lover's creed.
You either live through it,
Or fall beneath.
And you just stare at the sun,
And yearn for what has begun.
Long ago and long gone,
Just like a lyric that lost its tone.
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