One Plus One Equals Two Sad Endings

silver memories in plastic pages
rows of headstones a morbid smile
reminiscing abandoned faces
stagnant friendships hostile
a leather attire accented with dust
we let these dates fade and erase
and the still solid upbringing coroding with rust
it's all that we've had all we've made
when all that we have is something we share
a still photo of joy set in a black frame
all of our hopes bring us not to despair
symmetrical bedrooms and night stand the same
dressed on the top rests the same event
two different memories two different smiles
we shared it together one kiss spent
the contrasting difference of our two styles
If I was the light you were my switch
If I was the bolt you were the thread
If I was just rope you were the hitch
None of it mattered, not in the end