You had your thorns
You had your love
I cut my hands to get to the middle
Of what I knew you had .
You promised to be better
I got better too
I saw our future together
The one we dreamt of in two
Instead you made us one
Chose another way
Split our souls apart
On another journey
It’s a shame
The lost
I was meant to be with you
You were meant to be with me
Now I sit in this old tattoo shop
Listening to old songs we live in
The beautiful memories
When you loved me
When getting better was a possibility
Now it’s a dream
Far behind us
You took the fork in the road
Never looked back
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