sometimes when i look at you, and i think back of all the good times we had. i think i find myself lost in the situation. maybe, just maybe sometimes i wish things would go back to the way it should be. how is it that we lived and we loved but yet we end up fighting. against all odds, we left each other.

how is it that, everything wasn't meant to be? maybe just maybe, those pieces that you left behind.. im still keeping it. we were the best of the best, but yet we still.

maybe this was the way it would be. i dont know how we'd react if i see you again. there were 3 of us. but now there's only 1 of me.