My temper has finally caught up with me
It has finally made my bed
Words that would haunt me endlessly
Would it have been better left unsaid?

Shooting invisible daggers everywhere
As my vocabulary has run dry
Reminded of Atlas, who was bestowed with a curse
In my perspective, so have I

The load has gotten the better of me
Unnoticed, my relationship was falling apart
Into a robotic companionship
The effect of harsh words to heart

Do you still love me?
Yes. But in ways not linked romantically.
The difference between a lover and a friend
Then... have you fallen out of love with me?

Yes.

Now, what?