Remembering the Past

Seven years have passed;

Since the first heartbreak,

It’s been awhile since the last kiss.

She knows that now is the time

To move on and bury the past;

Closing the door to the past and,

Open it to the future.



So she makes her way to the mirror,

And looks at the face

Of a desolated young lady,

Whose boat had sunk

In the ocean of love.

In her face she could see

The traces of lonely summers

And of the sleepless winter nights.

Forcing a smile,

She reaches out for a make-up;

A lipstick and an eyeliner.

But as make-ups slowly lighten her face,

She just can’t help remembering the past;

So for a thousand times;

Her heart sinks in sadness.

She closes her eyes,

While the face in the mirror slowly vanishes

She whispers, “I can’t do it”.



How can anyone ever forget the past,

And bury the laughter and the tears forever?

This is the story of your life

So keep it safe

And learn to live with it

As summer comes and goes

Tears will dry and a smile will bring a new love

And love will take you for another journey

Then a new history will be written.

But maybe dear, now’s not the time yet.

(Tuesday, January 29, 2013 at 11:02am)