At first We started as Strangers Then Acquaintances Friends? Best Friends? Finally ended up as Lovers That is the stage we went.
Oh Apparently that was not the end Somehow we fought And how we started, I am sure we both lost it I have to look back Or look up to remember it.
But the eeriest thing was When we parted We didn't get pass through Best Friend, Friend, Acquaintance, We went straight as Strangers, again.
What hurt the most When Love shatters. None can do anything Because the pieces are too small, They can slip through Needle's eye But It was always our eyes That find themselves hurt the most Again Always.