Our love is lost

Our love was like a flower in spring, beautiful and radiant, untouched by the cold of winter. But you betrayed me, you who were closest to me, and left my heart to wither like a flower in the summer heat. You are like the sea, your surface calm, but in your depths, waves crash against the rocks. My heart was your home, so why did you betray it? And you left a wound that will never heal, that will never fade.

I will love again, but cautiously.

I will close my heart, so that no one can deceive me again.

In the night of separation, I remember you.

And your image visits me, filling my heart with sorrow.

I tell myself, he's gone.

But my heart says, he's still with you.

Your words were sweet as honey.

But your actions were deadly poison.

You are like a bird, singing melodies of love.

But you fly away, leaving my heart exposed.

I will search for a new love, a new heart.

But how will I find someone worthy of my trust after you?

I will close my heart, and I will be strong.

And no one will deceive me again, love will not deceive me.

Every night, I remember your eyes.

And I hear your voice, whispering in my ear, "I love you."

But morning comes and takes you away.

And leaves my heart in the darkness of sorrow and separation.

I thought our love would be eternal.

But it turns out you were toying with it.

You are like the night, dark and unfathomable. And mysterious.

But I saw the light in you, until I discovered the deceit.

I will rise from the ashes of burnt love.

I will be stronger, and I will love again.

But this time, I will love cautiously.

I will choose the one who deserves my love, not the one who exploits it.

I will close the door of my heart to your memory forever.

I will write on the wall of oblivion, "Our love is over."

I will not return to the past, I will not remember.

I will live in the present, and I will love the one who deserves it.

I will be happy, without sadness or pain, because I have found my freedom from your treacherous love.

And now, I say it with all my strength:

"Goodbye, my treacherous love, goodbye."