“Facing F*ct”

“Facing F*ct”

We used to be perfect;

I mean perfectly perfect.

What happen to us?

Who knows what happen to us?

You changed a lot.

Who changed you,

To a new

you?

But

I know you.

Do I still know you?

I miss you;

The old you.

I think it’s too late;

Too late to win you back.