I can't fight the feeling that there's a ceiling capping our love. I can't help feeling broken when we haven't spoken for a while. I know I long to see you smile.
I'm caught in a game of chase like when I was chasing you or you chasing me too.
We kept circling back to where we met for the very first time.
Till I realised you made a home with someone else where we first met and I have been playing chase all alone like a dog with a collar without a bone just chasing its own all alone.