when there is love, there is pain
but when love is gone, the pain remain
the ironies of love i cannot imagine
this might be real since i can feel
though i longed to be alone
inner peace is quite unattainable
but why am i still unfree?
where is liberty and where is love?
why i am still stuck in pain?
why do it hurts still?
when everything seems so real...
la_spice

Sad but beautiful (and so very true!)