• First to cede
    First to call
    Will be the very
    First to fall

    And when the wall
    Finally comes down
    All will be burned
    To the ground

    For we can’t talk
    We shouldn’t speak
    Our conversations
    Are only bleak

    But I miss you
    I truly do
    You’re the reason
    My heart’s imbued

    It is not love
    Not love not yet
    For love would only
    Lead to regret

    We must forfeit
    Resist protest
    Until lastly
    We forget the rest