THE PAIN OF LOSING YOU
2004
I can't find the reason
my tears are falling.
They seem to runaway from something...
Or, have they been sent away by someone?
It's not really the tears that I worry of...
It's not the time we spent together that I regret of...
It's not the efforts that I considered wasted...
It's just that... I love you.
I don't want to find the reason for my tears.
Finding it will mean losing you.
I don't want to know the meaning of losing.
It's just that... I love you.
I am cold; cold as ice.
Your leaving frost my body.
You a left memory...
that I can no longer retrace.
You walked away and pierced my soul.
You took me for granted.
The hurt is not because it's over...
It's just that... I love you.
You said you love me
yet, you did not believe me...
and, you chose to leave me.
That speaks of the agony you pinned on me.
I know that you cannot make me cry.
Now, I know that I don't know much.
You let me know what I do not know.
You made me cry.
The imprisoned tears in my heart
have been released - it was expected.
You were the key.
The past lover, the present enemy.
I don't know why I cared for you;
...don't know why I protected you;
...don't know why I cherished you.
One thing's for sure: I don't want to know.
No regrets. No resentments.
I have loved you.
Happy enough to have known you.
We had our shares of pain.
I've never been angry at you;
I have never blamed you.
I just know, I loved you...
worthy to share portions of my life with you.
You brought me stormy nights,
full of thunder sparks.
I have cried enough.
This is too much.
The pain of losing you
is not painful at all.
You were not the pain. You were...
"the lesson of the pain", which I will never lose.
This poem was written on the first half of year 2004. I don't know exactly why I wrote it. I believe this is one of my writings, which convey emotions for people I have never met and for some who I had eventually and unexpectedly met along the way.
Right this time, this will apply to one girl friend I know, who had been through the agonizing moments of her life. I fervently believe she's a strong woman - she's perfectly human just like the rest of us. She went to the point of her life that she finds it tedious to cry and breathe at the same time.
I may not have shown her my love and concerns; I may look stiff and cold, however, I am not. My concerns are too deep that a mind can hardly distinguish its purpose.
Many may find me a woman of words yet, when it comes to using words to comfort my treasured ones- nothing will beat my silence. I believe language can never amount to how much my heart bears for them. Sometimes there are feelings that you cannot easily utter, words become useless. Therefore, finding yourself immersed in silence.
2004
I can't find the reason
my tears are falling.
They seem to runaway from something...
Or, have they been sent away by someone?
It's not really the tears that I worry of...
It's not the time we spent together that I regret of...
It's not the efforts that I considered wasted...
It's just that... I love you.
I don't want to find the reason for my tears.
Finding it will mean losing you.
I don't want to know the meaning of losing.
It's just that... I love you.
I am cold; cold as ice.
Your leaving frost my body.
You a left memory...
that I can no longer retrace.
You walked away and pierced my soul.
You took me for granted.
The hurt is not because it's over...
It's just that... I love you.
You said you love me
yet, you did not believe me...
and, you chose to leave me.
That speaks of the agony you pinned on me.
I know that you cannot make me cry.
Now, I know that I don't know much.
You let me know what I do not know.
You made me cry.
The imprisoned tears in my heart
have been released - it was expected.
You were the key.
The past lover, the present enemy.
I don't know why I cared for you;
...don't know why I protected you;
...don't know why I cherished you.
One thing's for sure: I don't want to know.
No regrets. No resentments.
I have loved you.
Happy enough to have known you.
We had our shares of pain.
I've never been angry at you;
I have never blamed you.
I just know, I loved you...
worthy to share portions of my life with you.
You brought me stormy nights,
full of thunder sparks.
I have cried enough.
This is too much.
The pain of losing you
is not painful at all.
You were not the pain. You were...
"the lesson of the pain", which I will never lose.
This poem was written on the first half of year 2004. I don't know exactly why I wrote it. I believe this is one of my writings, which convey emotions for people I have never met and for some who I had eventually and unexpectedly met along the way.
Right this time, this will apply to one girl friend I know, who had been through the agonizing moments of her life. I fervently believe she's a strong woman - she's perfectly human just like the rest of us. She went to the point of her life that she finds it tedious to cry and breathe at the same time.
I may not have shown her my love and concerns; I may look stiff and cold, however, I am not. My concerns are too deep that a mind can hardly distinguish its purpose.
Many may find me a woman of words yet, when it comes to using words to comfort my treasured ones- nothing will beat my silence. I believe language can never amount to how much my heart bears for them. Sometimes there are feelings that you cannot easily utter, words become useless. Therefore, finding yourself immersed in silence.
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