Some things are made to be ended,
and some feelings just intended,
would never have thought it affects us,

all those lovely words being cuss.

Didn't think it would go that far,

I just can't believe who you are.
Looking at me with your innocent smile,
finally just another guile.


Revealing my love was not enough,
this kind of ending much too rough,

the slow decadence poisoning my blood,
mistook it for a bud.


Why that misleading path you brought me to,
Every word can once break in two - but
For what did we aim, for what all that pain,

When it's finally in vain - with you