All we will ever have

All we will ever have - "History"

We had a history, even before we ever knew

Standing next to each other in the queue
You might not remember but I do

Some years later, don't know which day
The brief talk that we had in the hallway
About the galaxy far far away

Fast forward to the year eighteen
Your name popped up on my screen
We talked all night as if high on caffeine

Was afraid because it seemed too good to be true
Said you will be there when I need you to
Didn't know then what you would put me through

I asked you, will you be there
When I might go off the rails
You said don't worry let's unfurl the sails

But when the push came to shove
You just left me and took all the love
I felt like a battered dove

Know, I too made a mistake
But was it worth the heartbreak
You slept peacefully but I was awake

And you blamed it all on me
Wonder why just couldn't see
All you wanted was to break free

And when I asked you to stay
But you believed in making hay
While I cried, you pushed me away

You met me at my best and left me at my worst
Sometimes wish you weren't my first
And every now and then, all I can do is fight the outburst

All that was needed was time
To show you there will be springtime
But guess all I can do is rhyme

Hit you up once at dawn
All you said was just move on
As if I was nothing but a coupon

I loved you with all my heart
Guess, was just a starting point in your love-chart
While I was hoping for a fresh start

Asked you for a reason
You said it was just for a season
Wish I could yell, 'tis treason

Since you have already moved on
All I can do is soldier on
Wait for the one who won't treat me like a pawn

The future might be a mystery
And all we will ever have is this history.

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