As we take route
Down the path we choose,
Towards something new
Finding what properly suits,
Needs tend to ensue
Leaving us confused
And we endlessly pursue
What is so easy to loose.
Luckily
You got me and I got you
To have transgression to go through
What fate had intend us to execute
And still we continue,
Infinitely doomed,
Because our love is true,
Bonded, and fused.