‌𝗏𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗎𝗌

this is the end of us, you and me a broken mirror where we used to see the cracks are spreading, we're out of time no more rhythm, no more rhyme your silhouette fades into the mist a bitter memory, a ghostly twist the words we scream still hang in air but the love we had is no longer there