Last decision

Grace is your victory
Tedium is my purgatory
How long will I crave for your favor to me?

My Lord, be merciful to me
Let me overcome her ingression in me
What should I prefer, pain or guilt? 
How long will I blame myself for this weakness to you?

And I thought the right decision,
That benevolence would be
To forget 
What she is
What it's like
But I still miss you

The Rain flushed away our soles, 
washed away stains of our dates, washed down rests of our kisses
Prayer was just a wasted effort
What else could I do to earn your goodwill?