Oh, to see you again in my eyes
I still miss even the white lies.
Made me questioned my worth
pretending everything’s my fault.

You are now strange and cold,
just happened, uncontrolled.
I used to think that fire can also be embraced
the longer you hold, leaving a trace.

Is it really hard to say “sorry,”?
you shattered, your accountability.
Maybe I said it first —
you just haven’t heard — all the curse for worst.

Justified Actions Caused Killings

Oh, to see without my eyes
rather than believing those lies.
He who cannot value his worth
pretendous, to sabotage my world.

You were so pure and warn,
what happened to that charm?
Where fire can also be mean war;
forcing both of us in harm.

“Sorry,” as your introductory,
ended with no sound of apology.
Maybe you said it first —
but no one heard — wanting and thirst.

Justifying your Actions Causing to ****

Putting things from red to blue,
Hiding the hints of hue
I once thought all I wanted was you
Forgive me, but it was untrue.

Feeling the bones of your face
Every dimension of yours, so deep
Those nights were onto something
Fantasizing while you were dreaming.

Gave you the sign —
Understood yet resigned;
Still in connections
Hust to continue our tradition.

We were always those birds on the wire
As thou were never not mine
Even if I need to cross the line
Just so us, to be fine.