we understood we fought we cried we made up we laughed and we loved.
yes, we did. something's off isn't it enough? being honest, yes it is. being truthful, what's with this sad truth?
is it me or is it you? did we both change, or it's only me? who's trying to conceal her facade, he can't fathom her sorrow, he always show and her tears and sobs, that he can never see, never hear.