We'll pull ourselves together
like stitching up our wounds,
mending our own hearts,
finding new lights
where the sun used to shine.

And as we walked
out of the darkness,
we thought to ourselves
Is love meant to be this

How can it be
we lose who we were
for loving someone
too dearly

At one point, we know
we'll find beauty in
other eyes
and as I stared into yours

I lost.