I'm counting all the in-betweens
And I replay all the scenes
To you did I ever mean something?
Because to me you were everything
The first snow beneath the moonshine
The first time I saw what was never meant to be mine
All the fake promises you made
And the egregious games you played
They said it was a good decision letting you go
But why then is my heart so hollow?
Why then is it slowly killing me?
Why in my dreams do I only see...
That night at the top of the tower
When you told it me it was finally over
As if we had anything to begin with
When all we ever were was in the in-between
Somewhere between comfort and madness
Somewhere between perfect and flawed
Somewhere between fixed and torn
That's where our memories will forever play like a broken record
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Love: A Pandora's Box
PoetryThis contains poems. Description: Love... u never understand what it truly means until u have been in love atleast once. But even if u have been in love, u still get confused Abt it. U r still curious Abt it. Maybe v will never understand love. ...
