Are we ashes and wine?
I'm sorry it's not that way. I'm sorry I told you the truth. I'm sorry it upset you. I'm sorry you try so hard. I'm sorry I'm so stubborn. I'm sorry that you don't understand the fact that I'm not the same person anymore.
Shouldn't we be happy?
Isn't that the mask we wear?
And as for you, you need to begin again. I have stopped everything, now you need to move on to the one beautiful flower that really craves you more than I ever did. Get over it.