If Someone Loved Leaves They Leave

You have broken my heart.
And again I find myself mending.
To know love is to know,
When the getting over it...
Never ends!

And glad I am to recognize,
Pain is part of realizing...
When to let go.
But the feeling of having known it,
Love...
Is a pursuit that seems to remain forever.

And if someone loved leaves...
They leave.
But love...
Is a pursuit that seems to remain forever.