All the months we spent together, was it all a lie?
I sometimes wonder who's doing it wrong between you and myself, but then again

I somehow feel like I will never get the accurate answer.
You was all that mattered, although it wasn't easy to show it off to you, but still.

I miss you, the old you, before pain changed you. The unspoken regret, and hiding of secrets is what made us go separate ways.
All we ever do is fight, how does that make it up for us?

Is this the new true love? I doubt.
Maybe, if we go back to the chess board, and identify the pawns that are dragging us down, and stopping us grow growing that's when we will be enough for one another.