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.