Blue Poet

The sweetness of the pain

The sweetness of the pain of a memory long lost

Almost outweighs it\'s high and bitter cost

I even stoped feeling crossed

But there\'s still a thick layer of frost

Around my heart

I\'am missing a component a spare part

Needless to say she was funny and smart

That kind of girl who takes your life and makes it art

That\'s what she was to me - a pieace of artistic creation

But much more like a graffiti at the train station

Than a painting in a gallery

Much more like a rap song than a symphony

Today i know that i didn\'t love her

Just a mere idea of her constructed in my mind

And there\'s nothing wrong with that

Love has ways to make us blind

But don\'t fear love

You\'ll end up happy or wise

But be sure to make it snappy

Because

The wisdome comes from living while a part of you dies

That\'s the truth no one tells you

Even though it\'s quite plain

We only grow in agony

We only learn through pain

So at the end of the day

Pain is more of a friend than an enemy

Take it from someone who found out the hard way

And take it even though it sounds dreadfully