It died when there was a threat of spark
I didn’t even notice the fall of each brick
Traces of tears flourished like a birthmark
That beautiful moment was like a magic trick

Inexplicable, it was
To see every little thing alive dying
When I thought it was a thing to last
But I was fooled by my own thinking

There were ups and downs, I knew
But never did I consider the extremity of it
I was happy when it grew
And now, I can’t even tell if it was really concrete

They say it’s a ferocity in disguise
A well-known thing related to insanity
Sugarcoated with truth, confronted by lies
Love is, indeed, such an eerie casualty