Broken, Are we really beyond repair.

Folded up like a millipede
Hiding from a preys hold
Remembering our golden days.
You came into my life in days of dark,
Like a rising sun, your beauty I beheld
Awakening my soul
As the sun makes flowers bloom
You brightened my gloomy spirit
Grooming me to be better in every way
To be your dream bride some day
Just when all was set,
Waiting for a blessing, soon to get
I made a chaos of what we built
In single act of mistake.
We would fight, we said
For what we had, we had come this far
But all seem ruined beyond repair
We once were one,
Inseparable, damning distance
Now, we are worlds apart, broken.
Are we really beyond repair?