We craved something different,
we received more of the same.
Our souls reached this beautiful place;
hoping the fates will grant us domain.
Our memoirs fading in the night yet
the stars remember our names.
Emptiness breaks our hearts;
the blood dripping on the flames.
These moments are deteriorating rapidly;
the hours crumbling from hefty disdain.
The absence of time destroys a promise;
our love is brutally slain.
Maybe, we give in too easily;
thinking so much will change.
Perhaps, we give up too quickly;
believing the end comes with the rain.