We never liked each other,
From the very start it seems.
Our love was like two parallel lines,
Chasing separate, fleeting dreams.
Or so the stories whispered,
In the hush of twilight's gloom.
Between our cold, indifferent stares,
And the looming sense of doom.
They said time would mend all rifts,
But as the hours slowly wound,
Our bonds frayed and finally snapped,
With a deafening silent sound.
Days turned to weeks, to weary months,
Our affections grew pale and thin.
The fire that once blazed so fierce,
Was reduced to a mere ember within.
The wind sometimes murmured,
"Do you remember when love was raw?"
But all that echoed back was silence,
No warmth, no feeling, just the coldness of the law.
The world kept on its steady course,
But for us, the end drew near.
I found strength, began to see,
My path without you was crystal clear.
"I've moved on," I boldly proclaimed,
No longer chained, no longer confined.
The future beckoned, vast and wide,
You became a shadow, far behind.
The truth was evident, in every glance, every sigh:
We never liked each other,
And it was time to say goodbye.
