Past

Yes, it was a good time
I don’t regret mine.
Yes, it was quite long
Wasted four years, to me belong.

Can’t erase this memory as if it was cloth spot.
But will rust.
Won’t enlighten this feeling, cause it was mind stain
But will rot.

When love became heartbreaking
I felt only black happiness.
When sole stream became mute
I felt only visioned blindness.

I don’t know if I ever gain my trust
I don’t know if I ever fall in love again
I don’t know if I ever walk tall
I don’t know if I ever feel happy.

Love pain hurts, but not physically
Soul stain kills, but only mindly.

Now I wouldn’t care anymore
I’ve grown out of it.
Now I wouldn’t get emotional anymore
I’ve risen out of it.

Learnt how to not get hurt
Learnt how to not hurt
Learnt how to have the distance
Learnt how to not cross the line

Past is past
Life is life

Always learn from past, bad or good
Always learn from mistakes, expensive or cheap.