As we both hiding from the truth because we believe it's gonn hurt even more.
The spark dimmed and we ignored.
We believe it's for the best to be consumed by fantasy.
The thought of reality comes with regrets and we both can't afford.
Is the bond we used to have tied us together.
A blind eye to what seems best but the thought of missing us playing a huge role.
Our conversation is cold and we ignore that part.
Waiting for another to say the words.
We believe we're inlove but it's fear of losing each other.
We sacrifice our happiness for our hope.
The hope that left us to decide.
The decision best for us but we holding back.
Our relationship is yearned for,
We envy what we had,
It's no longer 'what's for the future'? .
We focused on the past and it's depleting the little love, hope, faith we have for us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem