Bear With Me Till We Are Too Old to Get Along

If the hardest thing to do is to be away from you
Why does my heart push me further from you
Every time I’m with you
…
If the vanes and bloods rushing threw us
Stop their journey every time we look
At the almost broken and unfixable eyes of ours
Why do we still need a reason to continue
Building us
The “us” that is marvelous in every season
In every reason, in every treason
…
Bear with me till the end comes along.
Bear with me till we are too old to get along.