All is well before,
Where both of us walk by the shore.
Till the twilight reached horizon,
We rested and talked;
Glorious memory, no?
But you broke what you once swore,
That you are only mine
And I am only yours.
But you broke what you once swore,
That I am your one and only hoe
And you are my one and only fuckboy.
But little did I know,
There is another girl,
Warming your coldest nights
And filling up your core.
Bravo!
You set up a wonderful show.
Tanginamo!
Now you’ve lost the love you once procured.
But no,
I will trust you no more.
When words won’t work anymore,
Assume trust is soaked
To boiling water of suspicions.
And if by chance we meet again,
Only our eyes would cross.
But neither our fate nor souls
Will intertwine in love so close.