I used to think that we were forever , but I knew you were trouble when you walked in . I've been spending the last eight months, thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end . Sometimes i n dreams, I meet you in warm conversation. We both wake in lonely beds, different cities. T ime is taking its sweet time erasing you, and you've got your demons and darling they all look like me . I bet you think I either moved on or hate you 'c ause each time you reach out there’s no reply . To be blunt, you still fit in my poems like a perfect rhyme. And there we are again when I loved you so . R ight before your eyes, I’m breaking and fast. No reasons why, j ust you and me . We're happy free confused and lonely at the same time. It's miserable and magical . Oh my, what a marvelous tune, it is the best night when y our eyes look like coming home . I love you because you have given me no choice bu...