This conversation serves a reminder,
to how close we'll never be.
If i tried my best i don't believe,
there would be much hope living in me.

These veins are somewhat shrinking,
as the life just stops to flow.
Cause every time i come around to you,
all i'm greeted with is no.

Like an old friend we say hello,
and i shouldn't be surprised.
We know each other so well,
for i've met you so many times.

Any movement of pursuit
results in a dead end.
Every time i move toward you
On this wall i'm hitting my head.

No steps forward, no steps back,
i'm stuck here all the time.
So my hearts to just stop beating,
for will ours be able to rhyme?