The love I had for you was real,
Time was a thief that began to steal,
At a window we were raindrops,
Racing for the last word,
We never listened but wanted to be heard,
While we fight the line got blurred,
When you raised your hand, my vision stirred,
Your disparage was a horse blinder,
Which obscured me from wonders,
Day by day my soul started to fade,
I started to believe I...