A story untold
Perhaps, never will
Two grieving hearts
Both not strong enough to take risk
One's waiting for the right time
Held the writings by his side
One's tired of waiting for the other to come
Burned all the memories they had
They both asked why
But all they can do is sigh
If only they could bring back the past
Then maybe they can have a second shot
If only they had the courage before
To deal with the what ifs of life
Then maybe they wouldn't be a prison now
Maybe, they could've been happy now
But it is never too late to try
To continue their story
To rewrite their history
To tell the world, they are really meant to be