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I thought we were the one

But we just turned out to be

Two lost souls trying to force a fit

Anger clashing with confusion

Mutually discontent and ultimately disappointed

Not what we wanted

But maybe for now, for the best

Turn around and walk away

Walk forward and make yourself forget

Beat drums to keep a steady pace

Eyes closed, placing footprints ahead

Chasing pavement to hit concrete

Facing brick walls too high to leap

Pull ourselves up and jump off the ledge

We land on separate planets

Still facing the same sun

Just enough to make us think we are the one

Pain lies in this fifth second chance

Look the other way, forget the one.



Robyn V. Evans