Last night, we were together-
You, I and her.
We talked so damn naturally-
as if nothing had happened,
and our memories had been just a hollow in time.
She’s still your girl and you’re still hers.
Your fingers entwined;
your head leaned on her small shoulders.
Just like a perfect loving couple-
naturally without any struggles.
Suddenly I realized I had been cruel,
torturing my heart for a person who can never be mine.