He spoke of his family
as if it were love.
Tempted, she became
part of the conflict.

Deep inside, the tension built.
She learned they lived a life of guilt.
Slowly then, she turned
and walked away.

Pain of loss, and gain of love.
What can be the meaning of
departure...?

He came and went, and so did she.
Sifting through his alibis.
Her soul insisted it be so.
This loss of love,
she simply had to know
the reason why..

Heart opening and closing.
Birth and death still living in between.
Begin and end. Begin again.
These things she knew too well.

Pain of loss, and gain of love.
What can be the meaning of
departure...?

Each feel of love, a miracle.
More and more, these feelings grow.
They cannot be denied.
Opening, she reached the other side.

Bridge the gap, but don't lose sight
of rainbow bridges burning bright;
for here the dream comes true.
Treasure found and shared and lost.
Love teetering upon the brink
of all that is unknown.

Move on again, and then again.
Love must be more than just a moving on.
It alters in the distance.
And oh, the heart is faltering again.

Pain of loss, and gain of love.
What can be the meaning of
departure...?

Back and forth, such great extremes.
She prefers meandering.
In sunny fields where wildflowers
glisten in the waking sun
that dissipates the dew.

Depart, and then return again.
Beauty on the rainbow bend.
It's waiting there for you...

? Michaelette ?