Losing him was something I've never imagined

Missing you was like the dark grey skies, I am here all alone

Forgetting you was like trying to find out about somebody

that I never saw

But loving him was all red

Touching him again was me realising that everything I ever wanted

was right in front of me

Remembering it was as easy as knowing all the lyrics

from your favourite song

Fighting with you was like trying to solve difficult crossword puzzles

And realise that there is no right answer

My regret for you was as though you wished

that you had never discovered

That maybe love could be this...