Not a turned page but a burned page

Time is supposed to erase every past,every thing
But I still suffer in silent
And even so, the image I have of him doesn't change
They say that his return is not a good thing for me
I just prefer thinking that he's not coming back

He said so many things
He did so many things
And I still love him
My heart bleeds 
Cause I miss him

To me he is just perfect,even with his defaults
He is so mysterious and also so transparent
So cold and also so sweet
He can be a man and also a child
He changes but his soul is still the same

Love can't be explained
It's impossible to control
Love is made only to feel
It's made to live
And with no regrets