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)