Who hurts the most is what I ask?
To this, I would like a reply.
We had such perfect, special dreams,
We believed we could reach the sky.

I cannot explain the feelings
That seem to be amiss.
We used to share it in a touch,
Feel it in a kiss.

In the lover’s garden
Where together, we once strolled
The sunshine has gone and all that remains
Is sadness…lonely and cold.

What happened to make us change our path
Without even consciously knowing?
When was the day that the sunshine stopped
That kept our garden growing?

Every love has ups and downs.
The quarrels are bound to be.
But somewhere we let go of “us”
And “we” became you … and me.

Now I fear we can never have
The love that we shared before.
Our future together is over,
The making of memories is no more.

I ask again, who hurts the most?
To this I have a reply.
We both have lost at love this time
And only God will ever know why.

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