"My heart was wasted long ago."
He's desperately in love with her.
She loves...that other guy.
It seems like a tragedy, doesn't it?
Almost like a movie.
Almost like someone is penning this story
Right before our eyes.
Have we hit the climax yet?
Is it only downhill from here?
"She hates me as much as I love her."
Those are the words
That pierce one's heart.
You want to help,
But there's nothing you can do.
"I'm a key without a lock."
She has his heart.
He has only memories.
Was she wrong?
Is there any condemnation?
Does he even deserve her?
She's so lovely.
Maybe it just wasn't meant to be.
Life goes on.
And so should you.
There is a time to mourn
And a time to dance.
I know you don't feel like dancing
And you hate it when I quote the Bible
But one can only mourn for so long
While still retaining the chance of coming out of it.
You have to come back.
Come back to joy.
Pick up the pieces of your shattered heart
And let them start to heal.
You're stuck in a time warp.
Living in your past
Recalling the days
When love was your life.
Now you know not love
You know not kindness
Or mercy or beauty.
But all hope is not lost.
There is still purpose for your life, dear heart.
Joy awaits.
Joy. Awaits.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe I cannot help you.
But I know One who can.
Pick up your pieces and run to him.
Be healed.
Be new.
Be free from the chains
You tie yourself in
Day after sorrowful day.
He loves her.
She loves him not.
But life goes on.
Life goes on, dear heart.
It goes on.
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