the way i feel has been a curse.
forever lost. i should’ve learnt.
it’s how you feel, and what you think
combined as one; decide within.
to write this over, to be around;
i held your hands, though mine were bound.
i’ll never go back to the start;
nothing would change here. i’d break your heart.
never forget us, for it was real.
if we move on apart, in time, i’ll heal.