[ All the misunderstanding pages lead me here. ]

All the misunderstanding pages lead me here.
Together we wrote something, death couldn't tear apart.
The complete phrases puzzled as lies.
And all we can ever do is all we've ever done.
The ink is only a splatter of the memories we've been through.
Filling pages of words and only words that could never mean enough.
Our love caputured in a boo , I can no longer open.
Enclosed by your subtle goodbye.
A couple that was never to be,
Destroyed by an amount of distance.
Pain makes you stronger they say,
But all this has ever done is tear us apart.
And I would never know what its like to stand by your side.
You said you'd never earase what you always said,
That every single word was thought and meant.
But now you try to undo all you've ever promised me.
And I lay six hours away from you.
I scripted down every feeling,
And traced on the map the road to get to you.
Many times Ive tried to write a completley diffrent story,
With someone completley diffrent.
But every time it follows failure.
And I break a heart that doesnt desserve so.
Admit it , you miss us too.