Our cold days found distant mountaintops

Where they flew in the hallowed winds

My desperate attempts to bend the air that I myself created

Two ships heading to distant shores

Yet we were once in the same boat

The boat sunk, for I weighed too much, and we called for rescues

But took different routes

All I wanted was to fix myself for you

Couldn’t I see that you needed fixing too?

Clouds of dissonance burn

And in our union, we watched each other hurt

Just to bе sure, I sent lettеrs

To a red face plastered in feigned sorrow

If you truly were my zing

How could you so easily let it go?