Our Story

Things are a blur to remember.

A whole story to dismember.

To tell from start to finish.

Let’s try to have it diminished.

It started like a love story.

Which ended in a hurry.

As it was only one-sided.

The love was never divided.

Learned to accept and move on.

But before everything was gone.

Round two was about to start.

Which we though now from the heart.

It was all a scam.

Things hit by a slam.

Time was wasted.

Hours have I waited.

It took a long time for improvement.

Now you can see there is movement.

As actions require inducement.

For our temporary amusement.

“Patience is a virtue”, they say.

Where time is wasted as I lay.

Until you make your way.

See where things are set in play.

This is a self-sacrifice to no future.

Where only one-self to nurture.

Accept without complain.

Problems are hard to explain.

The story is still ongoing.

Unsure if there is an ending.

But we know there is a beginning.

Currently we see the things that are happening.