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How funny it all is we ended up not even talking about this bitterness consumed our souls confusion persuaded us to be so low We fought for pennies Disposed collections Became enemies Severed our interaction We made a big scene then ran away to reset our minds to a new dream I guess in the end We fitted the part of fake romance pretending we would never die yet investing in coffins certain we would not survive “Until the end” You wrote on a piece of ripped paper We could never really even start You had the habit of leaving me alone then accusing me of having a heart Come on, And I never really lied to you I even told you all my stories But that to really hurt you I’m sorry for trying to make you believe That you never meant nothing to me When in fact I thought that without you I would never be able to live yet after I thought through For the sake of both our hearts I really wished that I had never really met you What I would do right back at the start Knowing everything we would go through? When you tried to implant this conformed Nonsense to keep me at hand Without believing in the free power of what your heart could do I stopped fully believing in you Sorry I made you cry But from my body you almost removed the light What happened next was just a fact Life changed to be anything it can be, except it will always drag in my bed The whispers of what we would be if we were still we Sometimes this pain Removes from me the peace of being able to sleep Man how messed up was life before you came through But in time your fake sanity drove me so far away from the truth I did everything you asked me to do And some other things too But your games ended up becoming 24/7 For you I can’t survive the silence you condemned to Resignation made weak Accepting judgments made me weep But now I feel really good It’s like I learned a thing or two That will make me not only move on But kind of understand you We came in this life With a prospect that never Really left the realm of Both of us living together, in truth may peace be residing in you glad we once were, but happier we’re old news