Lost

Things that they called f, has disappeared from me.

I hate waste this tears, make a rainfall, but.....

still couldn't bring it back.

Things happen.

Changed everything.

People get hurt.

And surely, I feel it too.

Broken.

We were okay.

and now, we're just fake.

Trying to looked okay,

but it's just what we are dreaming of.

He said to me,

"We are separated now and that's why I did this. I feel hurt. So please understand"

Well, my mind said

"So you're only do this, if we are separated, just like now. That's what I understand."

Everything that happened in two of you,

and yeah all of us,

it only made a thing that may called,

broken.