Will We

Will we still sense each other when our love is extinguished 

Will the scent of our love take time to diminish 

Between lust and love it’s hard to distinguish 

Maybe the love was real but it wasn’t enough 

Maybe the love was fake and to that I say “Tough”

Cuz I’m broken without you as I was before 

But for just a minute I escaped in folklore 

And now I come home and find that it’s ransacked 

All that, just for a moment of bliss in the sack