And what comes around comes back around, but you're the exception

"but if i wanted to go back to that time, what should i do ?" | "why would you even go back to the darkest times of your life ?" | "cause i wanted to fix it" | "but you can't, honey"

And i let the darkness slipped into my heart. And it keeps occupying my mind. No one knows. So no one gets hurt. Let it be, and let it vanish by its flows. And even if anyone knows it, i'll let them wonder. Let their lust wanders in nowhere to finish. Yes, this is my ego talks. Altering the certainity, and yet nothing is certain in this world. And so i left you there, or maybe should i turn the table, the truth is opposing my current sentence. I blame no one for whatever happened. We let our negativity drag us separately. And yet you said that we are, or i suppose we were, inseperable. No one knows the future. Except God and the future itself. Maybe our cockiness who brought us this major gap. Or God planned it to be so. No one, not even the oracle. Maybe i've shutted myself for too long until i get stuck into a thing they called 'past'. Or maybe we didn't take too much action and spoken line to picturize what we couldn't say, or as it now, what we will never say. But it's all too late now. We'll never be able to say what we supposed to. Or do stuff we said we'll never eft behind. So prepare yourself a goodbye, and never say hello again. And let's call it a desiny, cause it is what it is jow. So, so long, my used to be love. P.s: John Mayer - Back To You