If there ever was a test   then I'd be better than the rest   'cause I know better than the most   that love will haunt you like a ghost   it's the everlasting feeling   of not being who you want to   of not saying what you mean to   though you really, really want to      And as the ashes of the trees   that you have burned down   on your way   comes together in a pile   they form a mountain in my way   and I know that I must force it   to get out of here alive   I try to think of something alse   I try to keep the spirit high      But it's not love that makes you wiser   makes you better ot refine you   it's not love that keeps you fit   pulls you up and realigns you   it's the battle with yourself   and it's the things   that you must go through   to get it right and get it over with   and get back in the world      But it's not that I still want you   you're not standing in my way   and it's not that I feel lost   and feel there's something left to say   it just really left me   that one question in my head:   do you ever wish that you   could just forget that we have met?