What is left of us?

A forgotten white rose, Unopened gifts

Sand and waves in an incomplete song 

A pretentious self, Fake submissions

An illusion that to each other we belong 

A lesson of truth, Immature knowledge 

Promises that should have never been made 

Broken chapters, Broken friendships 

A spirit that could have been saved

Eloquent silence, Rainy days 

Ambitions and plans we forgot to share 

Unwritten letters, Unread letters 

And a love dream that I still can’t spare