Funny isn't it,
How when we are at our lowest
We see the truth
The pain.
But as soon as we rise again
We are blinded just as before.

Funny isn't it,
How through tears of pain
We speak our wisest words
With full understanding of life.
But as soon as the wound heals
We forget all that we said.

Funny isn't it,
How things change after time.
"I love you" turns to
"I've moved on"
Only then you realize the possibility
that is was never real.

Funny isn't it,
How our deepest sorrows bring the best of gifts.
But then when we keep those gifts with enough time
They too, turn to sorrow.
Someone you thought would be forever,
Someone who made you see the world, and live
Just gone.