I was madly in love with you
I was, I am still, I will be,
Because you taught me to love.
Before, it was a word,
Now it holds meaning
The feelings will stay with me.
Feelings are but burned marks
Etched in the heart
The clock ticks, I still breathe.
Even if things have changed,
Values diminished, feelings blocked,
I would live with the pictures I have.
Even if all the leaves fall in autumn and dry,
The tree bears pain and carries on living for another spring.