I do not know what made us so close,
or what split us so far apart,
the wedge that was driven in between our love,
was also driven through my heart.
I do not see why you did scream,
why you hid and why you lied,
nor will I ever comprehend,
the reasons of your suicide.
All this time I have waited here,
waited for the forces to bring you back,
those very forces who bittersweetly,
made you take your car on the tracks.
I do not know why you did what you did,
and although some call it destiny,
I know that it was not meant to be,
nor your death,
nor you and me.
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