We once spoke of having each other amidst this rain and storm. We once had each other. We were recognized as the only certainty for each other.
We were once the perfect thing ever created in one. One day this thing was brutally dismantled. By me. By me who had deformed over time in us.
We stretched our arms stiff in the air, which used to be a gesture looking for an embrace. Now I see you being pulled backwards and your face slowly submerged in the mist. Until we finally lowered our arms to rest.
We lost us forever.