It was never love,
Maybe self-love,
Hated being alone,
Hence, took you along.
Thought it would help
To make me feel whole.
Whatever I escaped from,
I spread it to you,
Wonder how you felt
To be lone in the two.
Days flew,
Months turned years,
With each passing thought
I fell less for you
To fall more for me
That's how I knew,

It was never love.

- Wordinary Girl