Our hands
Stained this shattered glass
Had enough, I am
Tired, I am
Your existence means nothing
But a pain memory that keeps everlasting
Our hands
Engraved on this pavement
Left alone, now
Forgotten, now
Every time I thought of my mistakes
All i ever thought of is about you
When we were so agile
We never thought we are nothing but fragile
Because we used to held hands
And because of our hands
You scarred me with pain
That no one else can
