My heart is blessed with the pain of your memory
The times we locked eyes embedded in my soul
How lovely it was, la vie en rose
I still feel it’s bliss in this heart you stole

My eyes close, pupils quivering to a love dream
A blend of smiles and blues flow through me in prose
Cast adrift amidst the blessed euphoria
Of my blood trickling down the thorns of a rose

I wander among the places we haunted
I feel the echoes we’ve left behind in my bones
Knowing love takes many shapes and forms
It’s strange to me that it still incarnates as your flesh tones

Now I know the true worth of nostalgia
Pain is a small price to pay for a good memory
For even as a single tear cools my warm cheek
I cannot help myself from showing my teeth

I would rather my thoughts of you be bittersweet
Than to completely forget you altogether
It seems a more befitting tale
That love and hurt would link us both forever

And as I pen this down tonight under the moon
Franz Liszt flooding my senses through his piano
I’m grateful our lives crossed paths, my love
Diverged now, unknown if they will meet again