Late night coffee, made for one,
Reminiscing about when things had just begun.
Hot tears, burning as I tear open my heart,
Modern Romeo and Juliet from the start.
We both had history, a weighted past,
vulnerable, yet willing to make it last.
I still remember your voice,
And my final resounding choice.
In my heart, I know that I'll always love you,
how can I move on, bound to remain untrue?