It's hard to dwell on the idea that, in fact, it is over After so long, the thought of us being separate beings once more was laughable When I laughed, you laughed When you cried, I cried We thought for each other, we fought for each other We were each other
And as I am forced to give back your things, it feels terminal, the fate of our relationship Before, I felt as if this was just temporary Our love was just under construction But now I see that this is not so Demolition crews have now moved in To destroy all hope of repair To eliminate all evidence of past events To annihilate all memories