Vine

Lady we used to be on the same place

But this lifestyle made us turns into different ways

In silence, and heartache the air has turned into dire

Our smiles were comebusted

By miseries fire

Far enough but still so close

A pain that I earned the ache i chose

The journey of a teardrop

From the rim to when it stops

I wish the finish line was further from the start

The air your lips used to warm

As you'd breathe into mine

Has become to cold

From the space

You left between us