How did we get here?
Not the place
But the moment.
Blowing on the kindles
Of our once burning love
In hopes that a single spark may fly
And relight the passion we once felt.

In the heat of bliss we swore
We would never love another
But I can't help to think
There has to be something better.

We wander aimlessly in love with something that will only collect dust
But was it really love
Or only lust?

As I stare into your dark sunken eyes
I can't help but see the future
We once had
Shatter like broken glass
Leaving open wounds
We hope will soon heal
But never really do.

I never thought I would
Have to utter
These bitter words ;



It's not me


It's you.