The end of what we have started.
We have't reached there yet
But it'll happen
sooner or later.
Let's pretend we never met
what would it be like.
who are we?
Do we feel the same?
It'll be different
Maybe boring.
We've created something bad
And whatever it is called
It is messing our heads up
Taking away all of our energy
Smashing our hearts.
This isn't what love looks like
This is something we started
And we never put an end to it.
Are we happy
We are not.
Always in a challenge
In a hurry to say goodbye
Before we end a conversation.
Always in doubt.
This isn't love
This is madness.