One step forward and ten steps back.

They keep saying it’s a matter of time.

They keep telling me that the view on top,

makes up for the challenging climb.

This evening is this morning.

No change in the gray rainy sky.

I think to myself that weakness left me,

without being able to say goodbye.

As much as it hurts it’s damn beautiful.

There was never happiness without pain.

I know just by the ache in my heart,

none of our years were spent in vain.

I wasn’t always happy.

This I remember,

but the shape of your face is fading,

and it hurts more to begin to forget

what its like to be with you,

the shape of your face,

the smell of your skin,

than to have lost you

in the first place.

I don’t want to forget.

I don’t want to move on.

I don’t want it to get easier with time.