Rust (Vol. 2)

Flowing in different directions
moving with no intention
of turning back looking for our past
existence in each other's lives
which meant something once upon a time

No more tears shed, eyes dry like a cactus
silently hurting inside but looking up ahead
for a better love to find, for a better one to share
even though we know, it wouldn't come close
to the one we have lost to the one we don't know
where it went

it's complicated, tangled in uncountable twist and turns
the only way to let go is to repaint on the hurt
our love has dulled away, just a faint crust of brown
and look at it now!
the last peace, just fell on the ground.