Tonight, I Would Gladly Suffer This Pain of Loving

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by Rheixvi

by Rheixvi

Tonight, I would gladly suffer this pain of loving
and this would not be the last time that I think of her.

Oh, how could I not have loved her smiling Chinese eyes,
even when she has reserved her eyes for another’s?
I love her. It is as meaningful as it is true.

But why would it matter when I could not make her smile?
Though loving her has not made my heart grow so heavy,
it pains me to think that I could not love her better.

The night has darkened the streets, and not one star appeared.
The night wind is whirling, the rains flooding the gutters.
On nights like this, I wish there were times when she loved me too,
that I may not forget her, as I suffer this pain.

Tonight, I wish that I could teach my heart who to love,
that I could turn away from her, fall for someone else.
Oh, must I forget her because she’s someone else’s,
and as consolation, fake my smile for another ?

I love her still. True. It is as true as meaningful.
Should it matter that I could not hold her in my arms ?
Though I have lost her, I have not lost my love for her.
She is not with me. But my love has always found her.

The night is the same. The same night that darkened the streets
is still the same night that keeps the night wind on whirling.

On nights like this, I wish my love had once warmed her,
that I may not forget her, as I suffer this pain.

Tonight, I wish loving is longer than forgetting
because I would gladly suffer this pain of loving.
Tonight, I wish loving is longer than forgetting
because this would not be the last time I think of her.

- DA Odchimar III
(edited 27 August 2007)