There are times in our lives when we are swept over by raging emotions, times when we are overwhelmed by sadness, overcome by misery, times when we feel that we are loved only for the worth others could get from us and not for who you really are. It is natural to feel this way. Sometimes we all need to be alone, to feel blue, to feel lonely, to listen to a song and cry. Then we ask ourselves why does this song have to end? Why do we have to cry when love is taken away from us? Why does it have to hurt when we let go of someone we love? In a relationship we treasure the hardest thing to do is saying goodbye and setting someone free.
For in every last embrace apart of us dies. Every teardrop that falls washes away our hopes. Then we are left with nothing but pain and bitter memories because we have lost love but never knew how and will probably never know why. We try to get away but every move we make somehow has its way of reminding us of the past all over again. Every turn of our head and every blink of an eye reminds us of love lost in eternity and it makes us wonder how one person can make us feel so empty, so alone, so desolate.
Every song no matter how beautiful it is will have to end on its last note Like every day has its night, all that has started will have to end in its own time. It is inevitability that we cannot restrain, something that we cannot control and just the fact that we have to accept and live up with. Let us remember that our lives doesn’t have to end where our heartaches begin. Somewhere, someone will come along and sing us his song of love. Someday, someone will fill our lives with joy and happiness. Somehow we will find love again and it will wipe away our tears and brings us the promise of a new life, a new hope and the beautiful beginning….....
For in every last embrace apart of us dies. Every teardrop that falls washes away our hopes. Then we are left with nothing but pain and bitter memories because we have lost love but never knew how and will probably never know why. We try to get away but every move we make somehow has its way of reminding us of the past all over again. Every turn of our head and every blink of an eye reminds us of love lost in eternity and it makes us wonder how one person can make us feel so empty, so alone, so desolate.
Every song no matter how beautiful it is will have to end on its last note Like every day has its night, all that has started will have to end in its own time. It is inevitability that we cannot restrain, something that we cannot control and just the fact that we have to accept and live up with. Let us remember that our lives doesn’t have to end where our heartaches begin. Somewhere, someone will come along and sing us his song of love. Someday, someone will fill our lives with joy and happiness. Somehow we will find love again and it will wipe away our tears and brings us the promise of a new life, a new hope and the beautiful beginning….....
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