We had a sort of quiet romance.
Loving each other silently.
We needed not any words to explain.
Soulmate isn't the right word, but it's the first to come in mind.
We only spoke when there was a problem.
We fought with words, and loved without.
Disaster isn't the right word, but it's the first to come in mind.
Do you think, perhaps everything had been said.
You thought you knew everything about me.
I knew everything about you.
Deceiving isn't the right word, but it's the first to come in mind.
It's okay, I've found another way to love.
I've found another way to be happy.
You're no longer needed here.
Moving-on isn't the right word but it's the first to come in mind.
