I was thinking that everything were sorted. Thinking i knew the
end of the story.
Well think again,
my prediction was wrong.
Oh, how wrong i was.  
You have no idea.
Wish i hadn't gotten so near.
You can't yet, but you will soon see.
It was long ago when
'US'
became an 'I'
instead of 'WE'.
Oh i do wish we would/could
have sorted it out.  
But there was No chance.
I guess...
We had gone too far that.
There was too much doubt.
With each day we grew further apart.
Less wanted.
Less needed.
Couldn't even talk like we did at the start.