• A friend is forgotten
    a new one is made
    but, oh, the terrible
    price that was paid.

    As one heart is broken
    and another is healed,
    we stand in awe
    at the power love wields;
    To bring trust and joy
    or tears and pain.
    The one forgotten
    has nothing to gain.

    New love wants nothing.
    There's none left to beat.
    Time goes on but does not heal
    the Heart that is Bittersweet.