# Falling to our end

Thought we were a team;
tag team;
You and me,
our backs together;
Sword in hand,
Slicing through enemies before us;
Side by side
walking victorious.
Pipe dream -
to think we were
the ones who changed math,
the one plus ones equals one "HEARTS",
the green envy of the "coup d'états",
the tiny needle in their haystack,
because now we're here,
like "two" strangers -
locked up in the same room,
fighting progress
in silent protest
...Now we're here,
remembering our "Wishing Well";
our love like a spell...
none of us could tell
we'd be here
standing on a ledge,
falling to our end.