The ashes of our love scattered in the wind,
What was once created now cremated.
Who would have thought love thatโ€™s so strong
Would die so young?
It survived all the thunderstorms,
Droughts and stood tall.

A lie was the reason for its downfall
Now left crawling in pain,
Swimming in the tears of sadness
Tied like a knot,
The happy seasons too hard to forget
A lie cloistered in the heart,

Left in dankness, couldnโ€™t handle the heat.
Repairing the heart in vain,
The heart now paralysed, no wheelchair.
Wishing it was perpetual
Bad conception?
The mind and heart now colliding.