I've held your hand multiple times,
But you keep telling everyone lies.

You know my name too well,
And you know that for me it feels like hell.

We share so much memories together.
But if someone asks if we ever...
You respond: "No, never."

I've been thinking about you,
Your eyes burned into my soul aren't something new.

Clearly you moved on so fast,
Or maybe I still live in the past.

Now we're nothing more than strangers,
Locked up inthese invisible cages,
of silence and tension.

I guess I should just forget you,
Just like you forgot me too,
My pretty stranger