One week you’re my soulmate.
The next you’re a stranger that I don’t even bother to take a second glance at.
The temporary love you provide is not what I’m looking for,
As my days get busier and busier,
My heart grows colder and colder,
To the point where love is no longer what I search for,
Stability and honesty is rare to find nowadays,
But I have given up the search to find that.