The sullen silence crawling upon our lips
The swollen eyes, about to burst, trying to be brave
The heavily beating heart, bearing the pain
The wounded souls, longing nothing but the past

Misguided by fear of losing one another
We tried to act tough
Now learning how fragile we are
We accept defeat behind each other's backs

Maybe the heavens made a miscalculation
Maybe destiny was at fault
That on the first place,
There was no you and me

Petty quarrels, small smiles
You've mentioned last time
How much we contradict
Yet how much we jive

I said to myself that you were a new-found subject
That loving you will be a masterpiece
Yearning for the depths of your soul
You've conquered my rough sketches unknowingly

Perhaps, we are not of the same room after all

I never belonged to a dancefloor
With flashing lights and sparkling gowns
The art room was never your thing
The scent of paint and broken canvasses

Now that I'm too tired of everything about you
It pains to even just recall your name
And if ever this has been put to an end
No sentiments will linger, just a stain of mistake