When love dies...what remains?

[Gunter VanCrimson]

The feeling I once had, dies.
let's see, I once felt happy, un-alone, warm, loved...
now that's all gone.
and what do I do about it? why- I'm doing it right now: I live.
Life is not fair, but that's the way it is. I've just learnt to live with it. -sure, I'd be in a state of depression for a couple of months, even years- but still, I learn to live with it.

In specific response to what you said, though, just because something is gone, doesn't mean that you can't still have good memories of it. Memories aren't quite the same as living whatever you're missing, but it'll have to do. If that thing was inspiring you and it's now gone, you have to rely on those memories to re-inspire you.

yeah... memories are all you have. but memories, like love, also fade.
but it's also those memories that hurt you, when you remember those great times you've had- and now you can never experience a thing like that again?

I remember a saying-

when life gives you lemons, make lemonade.

but what if life gives you lemons everyday- and your lemonade tastes horrible? you make lemonade- again, and again. never finishing.

My memoreis are like that. they make me taste the the bitter and sour taste over and over again.