In the end,

It is not about being fooled by words and by actions
It is about being betrayed of promises and of trust.

In the end,
It is not about being scarred at heart and at a million other parts
It is about being the lover and not the loved one.

In the end,
It is not about who won and who failed
It is about who loved and who lost.

In the end,
It is not about just a heart break then
It is about what you did and what I will do thereafter.

Then,
In the end,
I will pick up each shard of what’s broken and patch it back myself.
I will find my soul's lost glory and restore it in full blossom again.

In the end,
I will live with neither excuses nor regrets.
I will exuberate neither your lies nor my pain.

In the end,
I will neither forget you as a bitter experience nor bury you as a bad memory.
I will highlight you as a life’s lesson - better learnt than regretted.

In the end, I know,
It is easy to lie than to be true.
It is easy to pretend than to be real.
It is easy to hide than to show.
It is easy to deny than to accept.
It is easy to run away than to confront.
It is easy to destroy than to create.
It is easy to say than to do.

Then, in the end, I know,
I didn’t lie, I was true.
I didn’t pretend, I was real.
I didn’t hide, I showed up.
I didn’t deny, I accepted.
I didn’t run away, I confronted.
I didn’t destroy, I created.
I didn’t just say, I also did.

In the end,
It is not about just a heart break then
It is about who you are and who I am.

In the end, then,
You were neither my prince nor my hero.

In the end, then,
I’m not just a character of a book, I am the creator of my life's story.

In the end, then,
I will not hate you more than I loved you.

In the end, then,
I will not be You.

In the end, then,
It is not really The End.

I will wake up with a new dream and dream about it in daylight again
I will walk on the roads less trodden and sail on those waves again
I will let my heart bleed love and paint the world red again
I will make my choices and stand by them grounded again
I will write the story of love and be the lover once again

Love is not lost in translation. Love IS the translation.
Love is not the excuse. Love IS the reason.
Love is not in just being loved. Love IS being able to Love too.
Love IS being the lover too.

And that..you know...IS a great knowing:)