For the things we love

For the things we love the most,
we let go and take on All the Pain.

The Bravest of the Brave could not bear,
But it is we who are left in end alive.

For we have not lost this battle,
But are winner of Hope.

Hope that Our love will return to us,
and Happiness will take over again.

For we do not weep the tears of pain,
but drops of sweet memory.

For Gods, we will give up,
For heavens we will sell,
For only a glimps of the One we love.

For we are not weak in our hearts
but strong enough to take death upon.

For we are not fools,
But crazy in our love.

For the things we love the most,
we let go and take on All the Pain.

For whom among you shall,
let go of love?