An Illusion of the Heart

Sometimes I wonder if you ever loved me. You said you did. You do. You always will. So what is it now?
Let's admit it; we're not the same people we were. All the things that we've gone through have made us more emotional, raw, different. But through all that, I tried my best to see you through the same eyes I had to begin with. I couldn't.
We were too different then. We are too different now. It's too late to save us, to salvage us. I wonder if there ever was an "us".
I saw "us". You saw "you". I guess that's plain as that.