We cross each other in the hall
Strangers now in body and soul
I have been consumed by chores
He has been busy opening life's doors
We are now strangers in bed
It seems what we had is now held by a thread
We cannot take the words that are unspoken
I see now we our life so broken
We may act well and happy in public
But inside our hearts are no longer bumping
I give up on us and our buried love story?
Or renew our vows and bring back the hidden glory?
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