I love everything that once was and everything that is no more,
I love the pain that no longer hurts me and the past I left behind,
For what was sorrowful yesterday,brings joy today purely because,it once was and is no more,
I thought my heart was too solid to ever be broken,or better yet, I felt very loved to ever have it broken.
But this time, even my ribs couldn’t stand a chance of saving it,regardless of their edifying protection,
For my love was too blinded to ever see this one coming,
It was a happy forever I dreamed of not a tragedy of eternity,
Pages of our book were never meant to be written by tear stained hands,
This is not how love was meant to be.