The Threshold

I've driven down your road, looking for our past feelings,
I've thought about who we were as I stared at my ceiling.
It was a weight off my shoulders when I heard you had changed.
The process progresses when I see you're not the same.  

There's no shame in believing in Always and Forever,
When the weight on your shoulders is that of a feather.
But as we grow older and our hearts mature,
Our affection gets colder from the pain we have endured.  

The four walls of your room have heard our testimony;
All the promises we made and the Love that you showed me.
But our feelings have went dull and the testimony fades,
And your voice echos through my head, transcending from happier days.  

It's not irrational to believe in true Love,
It's not ridiculous to believe in a power above,
But when reality shows its face and forces you to act,
Love and faith go dormant, while nervousness manifests.  

The paths that we followed, the thresholds we've gone through,
Are still in existence, unlike the trust we had abused.
I miss the way we were, our kisses, our quirks.
The thought of you alone forces tears to emerge.  

It's not weak or shameful to cry for a loss of innocence.
Naivety goes up in flames and burns like incense.
But when mourning consumes your life and darkens your day,
It's time to abandon the old roads and explore a new way.  

The notes that you left are now encased in ash.
The memory of you is now engrained in my past.
But no matter hard I try; no matter how much I pray,
Seeing your smile will always brighten my way. 

The point isn't to become bitter, but appreciate the sweet.
To look for those great qualities in everyone you meet.
Don't forget our memories and I won't forget you.
I won't forget the roads we traveled and the passages we've gone through.