JOHN
Our conversations have changed In our smiles, there's a hint of pain Maybe because, I’d also changed and we're just forced to be chained Back then, on how we've started because we're both afraid to be shattered Yet our eyes tell the contrast of what we show Telling that we can never be adapted on the flow Fate's flow, stating that we need to grow grow and be matured and be tough like a bow like its arrow, we need more time to be sharpened, to be fine to be independent on our own whenever, wherever we're put to be drown. Maybe we need to be apart just like an unpredictable art we need to understand everything Everything that fate may bring to test our love if it's surely strong or maybe to know if what we’ve found was wrong I love you, you love me but for now let me set ourselves free Even if there's no assurance that there's a serendipity
