I cannot regret the incident,
How our soul crosspath,
We never knew,
Maybe we needed each other,
Or perhaps the universe and every star,
Wanted us to comfort each other's heart and eventually,
Brutally tore it apart,
And the detachment felt like torture,
As if it left my heart wounded after a tough war,
We both managed to live through this hard massacre,
Or we both knew,
Our paths weren't really meant for us to be travelled together.
And here I'm,
And here it is the same kind of weather,
Even the breeze bringing the same scent of yours,
Were we really fools enough to put our heart at stakes ?
Even though we knew the consequences,
Oblivious of the pain,
We must have been brave then.