Knowing your favourite song,
After hearing it every day.
Wondering who made you smile,
While keeping the jealousy at bay.
The hardest thing is loving you endlessly,
No matter the nights and days spent trying to forget.
We’re made for each other,
Cause you, my dearest, are perfect for me.
How can I just,
Go back to being friends?
To forget everything,
That I ever felt for you?
You want me to erase,
All the kisses and caresses.
Pretend that we’ve never met,
Just two strangers walking past.
Though every time I see you,
I feel myself fall into pieces.
I don’t hope for,
Things to get better.
Nor do I dream,
That they will be kept together.
Every day is dark and rainy,
There’s no changing the weather.
It’s the life that makes,
My heart as cold as ice.
All this misery is just,
The fact that we’re born to die.
Tiffany’s Writing Desk 