The attraction to you i cannot beat
It’s no longer your personality, it’s just the inexplicable heat.
The hunger, the desire
The unyielding fire.
The situation is dire,
But from this harm we inflict on ourselves, we do not tire.
It’s strange that we were once so young,
In our own version of love we were strung.
Listening to songs that others had sung
Climbing the fragmented pieces of our relationship’s ladder, next rung.
But then we let go, just when we should have clung.
I cannot begin to say how sorry I am,
We were meant stroll the river banks pushing our baby in the pram.
Instead, we destroyed ourselves and derailed the tram.
So now I’m here and you are there,
The distance I’ve now accepted, before, I could not bare
The end was our own making,
We took the tools and ended up breaking,
We made monsters out of romantics
Got lost amidst semantics
And all that’s left is this memory
That keeps me locked in a … reverie.