It's in the old memories that I take shelter
I proudly go around telling people what we did together
As if the story entirely belongs to me
What is it that we did?
For us to end so far away from each other
What is it that we seek now ?
For what we had were surely the best
What is this novelty of life ?
For it has always been our dream to see all new things together.
What is the meaning of those promises?
For like all others, we let our ego trample what we had
So is this how it hurts ?
For all the people who carry broken friendships as trophies for their bruised ego !