Our Past

So much for our future
these feelings now mean nothing
but mere torture.

The night we lay-ed there
staring at the stars, and
them staring back at us,
within them they hold our past .
I bet they would be disappointed
if they knew we didn't last.

Looks like we messed up big time,
but it's probably for the best
and here's to God: who's writing the rest.