I thought I loved you...now I realize, I only love that you left.

I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried. For a year I have called every black tree Marya Morevna; I have looked for your face in the patterns of the ice. In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.

Little drops of rain Whisper of the pain Tears of love Lost in the days gone by.

Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met - or never parted, We had never been broken-hearted.

Reminiscence why do you do this when I see things? Don't do this to me. I am so well aware of the days, and memories, for I will never forget. Please don't do it to me anymore.

You fix what's broken, not what's lost. He's gone. You can't fix that. You can't bring him back. But you can fix yourself; you can put yourself back together and not be the person who did that anymore. And I think that's maybe the key, because you can say sorry until you're blue in the face, but it doesn't count until they see repentance.