Every time I fall in love,
Every time I realize;
There is a sunset,
To every sunrise.

I am done with you,
Do not ever show me your face;
I can’t even stab your back,
For I have no intentions to fake an embrace.

Just because I didn’t cry out loud,
Doesn’t mean I didn’t feel the pain;
Just because I did a sunny impression,
Does not mean my eyes did not rain.

Whatever you did to me,
I still pray to god on your behalf;
I know you too have been hurt,
For I can see the cry in your laugh.

Ironically I still love you,
And for you I can’t find reasons to hate;
For every misery you ever gifted me,
I will find new reasons to celebrate.