Here I am back to square one.
I was hoping we could be together alone,
But call it fate wouldn’t have it my way,
So here we are back to square one.
Its been a while since we held on,
To our love.
But I ask you how long?
How long are you planning to hold on to this withered rope?
There was a time when I felt things would be just like sunshine.
A mere fairtail that I held on too…
You and I are a different kind.
Being alike and still apart has always been testing times.
Now I am back to square one.
From this point on,
Dont mind me hon:
Cause I might burn,
Whats left of us.
I’m left to writing you my last love song.
I did give my all.
Holding on to the bond still kept diminishing.
Standing at a point not knowing what more I can offer.
So I ‘m moving on.
I am starting back on square one.
Times I felt you needed more,
Or we both did,
need a different kind of love.
I’ve given up hope on receiving flowers, celebrating anniversaries and those little things you think less off.
Now we’ve reached a point where even saying those three magical words is a task. Was it too much to ask?
Did you not know I wanted to make memories for us to cherish when we grew old?
Lust can’t make up for love.
Was it lust or was it love?
That made us yern.
I warned you this will burn.
I wished you would want us to work as much as I did.
Or else you would’ve done things differently.
You would work towards achieving it.
I don’t want to push you to the brink.
so I’m starting back on square one.
Forgive me love for I have to move on.
From you, from love, from all that, alone.