Happiness was our delusion
and what a beautiful delusion it was...
but it didn't last
did it?
our destinies were never meant to be intertwined

If only we knew then what we know now
the time we would not have wasted...
the heartache we would not have had to endure

All we have now are the things we least want...
the leftovers...
the scars
of our love,
our hope,
our truth