US
by reyn's
With every move I make,
I always dream to be with you.
But how will that dream come true,
If I'm not really meant for you.
Well it was just a dream,
For us to believe in.
You were jealous of him,
But I think it was just a trap for me to fall in.
There was never an us.
But I felt happiness even just for hours.
And it was very chaotic,
Just like the problems in mathematics.
I hope I can move on,
Just like how you left me with those realization.
'Cause the word US,
Is the word I'll never trust.
