You let them go, expecting they would come back,
But they turned out to be temporary.
The thought of them makes your heart crack,
But this is something you don't have a choice but to carry.

Was there something you didn't say?
And now regret chaperones you.
Neither black, nor white, now you're stuck in gray,
You tried to forget but forgot that it always comes due.

The only way left was to get out of the way,
Going back to being the someone.
As the night always follows the day,
Whatever the reason, same is the outcome.

Strangers to friends and friends to strangers, the cycle gets repeated every time.
If you feel this, I probably know your story and you probably know mine.

-  _the_someone