Letting Go

You're still the song that sounds in my soul, You're still a dream, so far, no longer real, Me, love and you... Three halves of something whole, If one is missing, everything is clear. You can't recall my warm and loving glance, I can't recall your glare, full of anger, And... turn away; love left me no chance To be your sweetest sin or perfect stranger. I loved my own pain When you could be a shield, I seemed to be so weak, Still not ashamed of it... I was so weak, yet was so strong, Like pretty rose that has its thorns, And now these thorns are all That's left of me... In darkest corners of my soul Alive are memories, so sweet. Can't be with you, can't be alone, Cant bear my truth or your deceit. Each of your words I'll always treasure, But won't respond - I have my pride And quell this love that can't be measured, I can't afford to lose this strife. You'll always be with me, But only... in my thoughts. I loved my own pain When you could be a shield, I seemed to be so weak, Still not ashamed of it... I was so weak, yet was so strong, Like pretty rose that has its thorns, And now these thorns are all That's left of me...