It's one of those times again, when I wonder what happened
and it's one of those times when I remember and go back trying to figure out the crack
I might be justifying, wrongly here. and this poem might all be based on wrong perception. It might all be- just a logical assumption, I have come up with in the middle of the night to help myself sleep
But
It was both of our faults, mostly mine
I guess we tried to change each other until we no longer knew what we loved in one another
we were so indecisive of what we wanted each other to be
and perhaps all the love in the world couldn't erase the repressed feelings we had of being forced to change