Heal The Love Scar
Crazy for love, people would say.
It hurts so bad, people cry; they're extremely sad.
She dumped me, left me, abandoned me, ignored me, I'd die! Some shout in their heart.
He changed, turned away, found another gal or guy, I wanna kill him...
What? Wait a minute!
What're all these moody silly destructive dark feelings all about?
Just a four-letter word; a split second of sound.
You're ready to die or kill for this?
How could you end up this way?
When you fell in love, weren't you happy?
Love with desire was a creation of your own mind.
Before you met her or him or whatever special gender type, that love of yours is non-existent.
After you got dumped, divorced, replaced, fired, or whatever special ending style, where is love?
You can break up or seperate from each other only because you became together first.
Before that, you even haven't met yet; you even didn't know each other.
You're back to the original zero point, that's all.
Only the scar of love, memories, or feelings, stays a little while.
Even memories and feelings of love will be eaten up as time gose by.
Everything begins by your own mind will end.
The essence of love is emptiness. It came and went; started and ended.
How can you crave the happiness of love, but can't stand the inevitable pain?
Be sure you're ready for the end when you decide to begin.
Be sure you're O.K. with loss when you win.
Don't die for love; love isn't some silly weapon used to kill yourself.
Don't kill for love; love isn't some excuse manipulated to justify other people's death.
Love is empty.
Love is a dream, a drama, a process you made up by yourself freely.
In that case, please be ready for every price it will take.
Love is a bad reason for killing; it doesn't make sense at all.
How can you punish anyone for your own creation?
Deal with the scar; live on.
Heal the pain and suffering, live on.
When love is gone, it's gone; that's all.
Something came is meant to be gone.
You know that, don't you?