The heart-wrenching pain of a torn-apart farewell,
The absurd sorrow of an unexpected shock,
As time passes, they become bearable.
As time passes, they become manageable.
As time passes, they begin to heal.
As time passes, they fade away.
That’s how we must live on.
If there is a heart in pain somewhere lonely,
If there is a heart in sorrow somewhere low,
It may not bring comfort now,
It may not seem believable now,
But let’s endure, for time is the remedy.