When I think of you I get shivers down my spine.
It is getting kind of hard to walk in a straight line,
and my body is getting weary.

Tired of the lies that I can clearly see through your
unforgiving eyes.
Times when we fight, but have no will to survive.

It is times like those that I realize that maybe,
just maybe, we were never meant to be.

But I can't live like this, not knowing what
could have been.