Love was an idea
That was agreed upon
Never did one truly care
To think about all our wrongs
As a path of destruction formed
Right in front of us, devouring all
We ever loved.
Remember the saying Love is blind? Well, it’s true. You never see the destruction of something until you’re out of it, and everything plays in your head like a broken record. While never really understanding why you didn’t see these signs before. But it’s over, and the destruction has already taken it’s place. It’s too late to fix anything now…. Right?