Rusted

What we have lost is trust, they say to fight we must, not to forget the past, but what we’ve shared, how can it last? Now you are gone a bit too fast, became a dream just in a blast, feelings we can no longer cast, I know it’s true but feels unjust. Human connection, smells of lust, material kisses, bodies in dust, notes of love, we thought robust, memories which are doomed to rust.