Unsinging forever

So I thought that I could sing you anything. And when you liked the song you would sing along. And when you didn’t, you would just listen and try to understand that we’re different. And that this would not diminish what we feel. But guess, once more, that I was wrong. There were songs I just could not sing. There were moments were I just hushed and didn’t find my time to start singing. There were songs I just could not sing at all… You don’t understand why. Me neither, I must confess. It may be possible that I was partially blind or deaf. Or maybe just distracted by other songs – there are so many strong songs and singers in this world… And when I came to my senses, I had just lost track of time, missed the compass… And then you left me all alone – cause I may have company, but I’m always alone if I’m not with you. - And you’ve left me all alone and there were no more songs to sing along with you. And now there is this awkward silence and it doesn’t bother me cause everything else was too loud anyways. But I miss your notes. They were too many too. But I miss them, cause now we have none. I thought I would have you forever. But I just forgot songs are limited. Records are limited. Books are limited. People are limited. Time is limited. And love and hurt are unlimited... and way too large to be kept forever.