Past

Finally, we reached a point of no return,

Digging up ugly scraps of past,

With the shovel of oversized ego,

Removing the dirt of memories,

Covering the hideous moments,

Of a selfish heart and a cruel mind,

As we broke each other,

In the hope of fixing ourselves,

And in a moment of weakness,

Found solace in each other's darkness,

Shoving the skeletons back in the closet,

We put a smile on our face,

And with saccharine words coating our tongue,

We continued to play this charade of relationship,

Afraid that loneliness would be worse,

Then a life of sham.