Two people
They've been together
for as long as I can remember.
Always being side by side.
A lot left to say.
Two people,
have been together
for as long as I can remember.
The silence says more
than words could ever say.
Not much left to say.
Two people,
have been together for a long time.
On the way,
something failed.
Can love disappear just like that?
Two people,
living next to eachother
instead of with eachother.
Hate overrules love.
Nothing left to say.
Two people,
not discussing,
always being friendly
because they know
it's comming to an end.
One person living here,
the other living there.
Their wounds have healed.
But I keep carrying mine
everywhere I go.