What is it that we see within each others torn heart,
During the times of dire need we have grown apart.
Still grasping for one another as if it were all the same,
And yet we both realize have become tormentingly mundane.
Is it these memories that tie us to this mental prison,
Or the belief that you and I can fight this cataclysm.
Should we salvage all that we have learned to know,
Or is it time for us to let go..?