We used to promise each other
“in every life...
After all the love I gave you,
I can never hate you...
What if everyone
is lying...
A fan is no friend,
It's cold and dishonest...
You were the high tide.
You were the undertow too...
I used to look up at the sky
Each and every night...
Sometimes the corners in my mind oxbow on me
Often taking me to a parallel source...
We were almost forever.
So close it hurt...
If I'm gone someday
And only the memories are left behind...
The winter is yet to come,
The heart is yet to be cold...
You murdered my spirit
And you darkened my soul...
If our souls meet again,
let mine forget hers...