It was supposed to bring them all together,
It would keep them together and no one would forget.

But it ended up destroying them in the process,
He couldn't think straight and his vision was to complex.

He reached out to her but she withdrew,
He was angry and scary, her fear grew.

She hanged onto a friend she knew,
But as he saw it, his furry grew.

He wanted to go lay on a grey twisted path,
But he finally settled on the soft evening grass.

He got back up feeling much better,
He went inside and found them lying on a couch made of leather.

He broke down as he ran outside,
Another piece of his heart had already died.

It was after that night that things weren't the same,
The continents were being separated by an open flame.

It's done. Everything is over now,
He's trying to forget. As much as his mind will allow.