Requiem for love

Have you ever thought about the picture of a love that dies?
Have you ever imagined love bleeding its life away?
Have you ever imagined the death of love?

Is one of the saddest paintings I've ever painted (so far just in my imagination)...
Blood-drop by blood-drop love's death is burning my soul... Leaving me empty near love's dead body.

And empty as I am guilt comes inside me... I am the criminal, at least one of them... And I wonder:

For how long the memories will haunt me?
For how long the pain will stay?
For how long the requiem for love will be the only music I will hear?

Requiem for love...
Requiem for love...
Requiem for love...

Do YOU hear it?