Let's rekindle this exotic love.

We only split because of us.

Melodic, toxic.

Treated each other as objects.

Solar, cosmic.

Two crashing comets.

Subjective to comments, I was.

You was, high demand.

All the buzz.

All that jazz.

I love trumpets.

I wish I had my own cast.

A marching band with the bass thumping.

My heart throbs.

Thrawls and bawls.

Yearns for your coexistence.

I would lead the way like a coefficient.

Our equation is complicated.

Duplicated our terms.

Each time I came back, I tried to learn,

Something new.

Something stupid that I was doing.

I was choosing other options.

Full of bliss and serenity.

Adjective, epitome.

You gave me an affinity.