Is this how it was meant to be?

The rain to drip off subtle lies,

Off youthful cries, of summer love

Now despised?

The smile in your empty eyes to turn fake

Like it was all a mistake

Like every word

You’d ever heard just led

To this heartbreak?

And yes, our time is dead

And passed, cracked from strain

And subtle pain of trying to pretend

That these roads will never end.

But, do you know what it meant to me?

This meant-to-be, I’m discarded and played

Left with all the feelings I’ve dreaded,

Since you seem to fade

Since you fade…