We unwittingly became intertwined Believing that our hearts could be pleasantly aligned Although truthfully our souls were greatly confined Stop your crying my love, it’s a sign of the times Here we were doing that chaotic dance of so called romance Were we masking the fact that we weren’t intact Could it be that self love is what both of us lacked Idealising a fantasy of what could be Did we get caught up, ignoring the underlying misery We can never be since it’s unrequited, you see We must first help ourselves before we can love anyone else And so we’ve become unwarrantedly intertwined Only to unravel everything bound so closely together Until all that’s left is a fragile memory that can only be treasured