11 March 2013
The morning air
So sweet
So sharp
The last time I saw you
Before the part
My eyes were wet
Your face was cold
Our innocence
Once young
Growing old
As I looked at you
That final time
I realised what we've done
A crime
We took some love
And then abused it
We took some kindness
And then misused it
So now they turned against us both
Leaving our relationship at a close.
Love's Revenge • Opuss № I