Disintegrate

Because you meant to hurt 

And I didn't know any better 

Because there was too much 

And then too little of you 

Because I am still trying to find my way back to you 

Like I always do

Because this time i can't even show up

At your door at the break of dawn

There is nothing much to do 

I walk aimlessly, illness consumes me 

I disintegrate.

We are back with the same dark wounds again

An argument

Build on past mistakes

On assumptions, presumptions,

That what you thought wasn't what I thought 

There are a few things i am sure of 

I have been planning it since two months

Looking forward to it every single day 

Waiting, waiting patiently, waiting impatiently,longing for you 

I don't know what went wrong 

But something always goes wrong in the end 

And its inevitably the same old things recycled to hurt, to provoke 

God knows why 

As though something couldn't be made too perfect 

Too happy,

There must be a fall to balance things out

Icarus rose only to fall again 

So we are back again 

As thought time  hadn't healed us

We are back with the same dark wounds again