Downfall

In a piece of cake

we share our sentiments

I'm holding a pen

while you talk about the pain

I was your journal

when you tell a tale

We became strangers

And promise to be brave

We step in, to see

The great horizon in the end.

The end Of our story that fade

Parallel lines intersect

Coffee and salt never blend

Muffins and cupcakes are different

Sunny days became rains

It was like the cloud knows the pain

Of the sign for our great farewell.