I have heard of lovers becoming strangers…
And that losing your heart begets these dangers.

I’ve heard that the person who promises you life –
Can expose your veins and hand you a knife…

Maybe a time of love is truth, all too true,
Maybe it fosters lies – being no longer new.

I have heard of such things…
I have heard lovers betray;
I have heard of the reasons why most love fails to stay…

You can delete the chats and burn every letter;
You can cut up each photo to make life better;

But,

If you have loved –
And I have heard it’s true –
One love can never end, though another starts anew…

And though it must be done –
Giving up and letting go –
I’ve heard It’s never easy –
But this you already know.

Yet this must be done, for I’ve heard this is how you grow.