Why do things have to change?
I remember things the way they once were...

I don't understand what happened to us
Maybe it's you maybe it's me...

Tired, god Im so tired
I dont want to hold my tears back...

You fall right into me
your false sincerity...

Do you remember that promise we made?
It was a cold november day...

This isn't really a poem; it's a conversation...
Her: I'm moving out...

Everyone thinks they have to find the person
The right guy or girl to share their love...