The day our hearts met and fell in love, we planned a happily ever after.
We spent months planning to reside together, forever.
We spoke so many eternities for our reality, but it seems like we were blind cause we couldn't see this coming.

We were so confident in our forever, that we gave up on making it work, so instead we just spoke about how forever would be great not realizing forever started now.
We waited for our forever, forever till we weren't together anymore.

I mean, sleepless nights, endless conversations of how much we love one another, just to give up on this love when it got too hard.
We loved hard, and gave up even faster than our love could grow.

I guess we we're the **** to our own garden cause we're killing the happiness we rooted ourselves in.
We're a harmful pesticide that kills the flowers of forever, in our garden of remembrance cause we buried our love thinking it was a seed, but it turned out that we buried a flower that had already fully blossomed..

We murdered our love, and now we're sentenced to life away from a forever together.