How I want to do this for you.
But how easy can it get, when you walk on the streets and you're reminded of how alone you are again?
But how easy can it get, when you observe and you think to yourself how it could have been?
But how easy can it get, when every other oblivious soul thinks it's still rainbows and butterflies?
But how easy can it get, when they still try to tease you about it, not knowing that this time round, it hurts?
But how easy can it get, when so much reminds you of what used to be?
But how easy can it get, when you see how much everyone else around you is loved?
But how easy can it get, when you smell that same scent, hear that same voice, look into those same eyes, see the same expressions, feel the same closeness? well, almost.
But how easy can it get, when you know that it's forbidden, but you've had it before, and you just aren't satisfied losing it now.
But how easy can it get, when scraps of red, yellow, and blue paper bear unspoken connotations?
But how easy can it get, when songs resound with promises of the past unheard of?
But how easy can it get, when you remember everything whispered to you before?
But how easy can it get, when all that was said seems to have been nullified?
But how easy can it get, when all that reassurance, was an assumption?
But how easy can it get, when you sit near but can't hold that hand anymore?
But how easy can it get, when you believed in it with all your heart?
But how easy can it get, when you weren't willing to give up, but give in wherever possible?
But how easy can it get, when you knew you would persevere even if it meant pain?
But how easy can it get, when you're just told that you're not that important anymore?
But how easy can it get, when that same person stands before you, but you know it's different?
But how easy can it get, when the past haunts and you lose control?
But how easy can it get, when your trust has been betrayed?
But how easy can it get, when there's still your immortal?
But how easy can it get, when you were supposed to be held until the day you died?
But how easy can it get, when it was a part of all your hopes and dreams?
But, how easy it can get, with God to be my strength.
I will do this for you.