Fault Lines

The first thing we had in common

Was, ironically, heartbreak

Maybe I was your rebound,

Or maybe you were mine,

We were bound to end in heartbreak
Predestined to fall apart

In the end we're all fault lines;
If only I'd remembered at the start.

The culprit of all heartbreaks is wishful thinking

And for so long I had wished

That you felt the same way about me

But just because you wish for something

It doesn’t mean your wish comes true

It just means that wishbones break

Just as easily as the human heart;
And sometimes pain is needed for art.

It’s my fault for falling in love with you.