Frozen hearts
The room is quiet again.
Anger has settled like dust.
The remains of once was beautiful,
washed away by tears.
Our explosions. The opposite of Love.
Where used to passion; now only Rain.
Our time together. Now a stain.
The room is still quiet.
We do not dare to Compromise,
for everything is in demise.
We cannot look in eachothers eyes,
If we try again... We will meet the same Lies.
M