my misfortune...and you

limitless, endless, infinite and undefined....

I thought you and I were meant to be
we neglected it didn't we?
Love.
It's non-existance in us makes us non believers.

I lost bits and parts of me since you....
What's been lost is meaningless now...it's gone
and won't come back, no matter how long we hold on to what's left.

I'm to blame for my misfortune...and you,
you're a casualty of my mistakes.