'Twas almost magical...

a relationship that seemed almost perfect in its begining,
withdraws and steers off course to a desolation.
both sides has got its argument, all striving to be the right one.
it almost seemed weird to be on the losing side.
whatever the cost maybe.
all the peach-colored skies all forgotten,
all the sweeter-than-honey words all dumped in a blink of an eye.
without a slight notice of mercy.
the beautiful seconds spent together had all became less than mere history of a plain old story. no sparks.
no fire.
no passion anymore.
all tried to save whats left as anything left was being set on fire.
ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
not even a trace of the sweetened embraces.
those exxageratted touches.
no meaning at all.
none seen .
none felt.
none remembered.
cherished?.
hah.
both continues to crash .
even if theres no fuel left.
even when the last piece of fibre has been cut open and set ablazed.
it almost seemed magical in a bad sense. even though.
the memories shall mean nothing at all.
none to cherish.
none.
non.