Maybe you broke up because we can’t get on
But I am afraid for I won’t be able to move on.
Fine I agree that love has died
But it is not the only one which is not alive.
Maybe our love is now just a past
But forgetting it has become now an impossible task.
Perhaps the memories over time will fade
But how they are haunting me now, what to say?
Maybe the promises were not too difficult to make
Which seem now like a myth, drowned in the heart’s lake.
Maybe I’ll find someone else to live with
But what of my heart which is already filled upto the brim?
Maybe I’ll get through the life somehow
But how would I get through myself now???
