Though you can never comprehend
Every rule can always bend.
Existing between two worlds
Between who are expected to be
And who we really are can only unfold.
You’re confused with the emotions at stake
Deep within your heart you sense the truth
The love you had has been dead.
If only you can see, the love that is left
Is nothing but the love of the past.
I was the last to admit
The last to accept defeat.
You were the first to say
How is it, I am last in place?