Dear Life

Inherently, I know I have to accept the responsibilities.
Staying would mean mourning till I can say you're really mine.
We can actually let ourselves grow with this experience, let each day count.
But here 'he' comes, a sudden thought cripples me.
And everything will never be the same again.
I'm waiting for an absolution, save me or prolong my pain?

"Love can tear you apart... It can kill you.
But if you’re lucky, it can put you back together."