Song

 They say, love and hate draw on the same emotions.  Both emotions mean you care enough to feel. Clearing my mind, like windshield washers on the car. Somehow all the memories come flooded by a simple word, saying, experience, song, dance etc. Even so I can't seem to get past the caring aspect of these emotions. 

I love the experience 

but I hate that you are gone, 

like the sun as it goes down

you feel that somethings wrong. 

Time rules each moment

and I have never said goodbye,

from the darkness in life and

a trial of song.