Love and it left overs

What was our plan? To take tiny steps back and forth. To love or fight, to ignore even when it hurts?? To feel the pain and bite my lips. What has love got to do with all this, all the wicked emotions, without joy and laughter. Let's retrace our steps and check what went wrong. How did we get to this point. How come I don't want to kiss the lips I once craved for.
Let's start all over again.
Hi! My name is Anny, nice to meet you again.