We play with each other’s feelings like some game

We don’t hold back on each other’s sharp tongues

Hurling hurtful harsh words, sharp as daggers

Aiming with precision where it will hurt most

Our love seems to be so destructive

We tell ourselves we don’t need each other

Wallow deep inside in our anger and pride

Deep inside, we know the distance tears us apart

Rips our hearts into pieces

Deep inside, we know, we’re capable

That little shred of love is still there

Question is, do we share it like we used to?

Do we give it to each other unconditionally?

Or do we admit to ourselves, that this isn’t working?

Cut our losses, move on without each other?