Maybe this will all turn around,
Maybe past mistakes will remain underground.
This pattern spirals to something I’ll never have,
Are things really that bad?

But it was he, I dreamed,
Where he stands opposed to me.
The comfort amidst my own company,
Always compared to his fantasy

You changed your name and your mind,
But you didn’t have to leave me behind.
You remixed your theme and your tune,
You...