And blew the castle out, he made with those cards.
I strived to break the ties and get them untwined,
But he strived to ease those seemingly difficult boulevards.
I hacked his heart that he wore on his sleeve; he still seemed fine,
Putting up with me, he didn’t found hard.
Neither was I his and he mine,
He was the one, whom I gave durable scars.
He knew we weren’t destined,
But he left his heart ajar.
Hoping I would at last entwine,
If not in his arms but somehow with his heart.
Cuz all that I am is all that he’ll ever need,
I know he’d love me now, then and till the last!
Holding his hand I couldn’t decide,
Can the sun and the moon ever collide?