We veer like stars
As we laugh beneath the night sky
'twas the story of then
The things that can't be helped by rewind
We drift like cars
Stunned by a stoplight drop-by
We pulled when we can
Paradoxical, to go forward, recall what's behind
I see the scars
Wounds push us off orbit with unsaid lies
I don't see me pulling you then
You float away as I lose you constantly like my mind
I reached for the bars
Imaginary, hoping you'd hold unto before infinite goodbye
You have done what you can
Things would have been worse if you hadn't declined