I Feel Joyous in Sorrow

Overwhelming black sky

never come back in our deepest memories

but

never go from that stiffing condition

although

we got so many wondrous time

in mind

I just never let you go

and

never touch your painful sadness

because

we had had so many times of amazing moments

then

we call it love

Once, we ever talked about it

empty distance in twilight

when we walked crossing a chamber

It was sweet, no longer serenity

for just taking our unendurable fancies flow

Then we have to think sagely

there is no everlasting

except loneliness

Empty sadness

Cease!

I cannot feel the breath you’ve taken

the heart you’ve broken

Because

I feel joyous in sorrow

hurt

left

Love brought me to you

and

you left

I mused

Did you ever doubt my love?

I’m still in this journey

enjoying every thrusts you stab

You

left

And I will not mourn for my loss

nor blame you

because

I feel joyous in sorrow

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