To, the lovers
No matter what we believe our life could be
No matter how carefully we tread
for odds to be on our side of the court.
No matter what we do.
There will always be twists unexpected,
waiting carefully, camouflaged at the door.
So, here is a little advice
for the lovers gone insane.
With hearts made of glass
and now brimming with pain.
I beg you to look ahead
and not close the door yet.
‘cos no matter how much we play safe,
it could be a room full of regret.
And no matter what the light outside says,
coming home might be all that’s left to stay.