As much as it hurts now,
As much as I wish this part was over,
I would never go back
to when it was easier.
Because, in so many ways
that ease was ignorance
that ease was mere emotion
Though part was conviction,
Conviction must be lived.
Conviction must be tested.
Conviction is trial;
a refinement in fire.
I would never go back
to when it was easier
to when I knew less of You
to when I loved You less