Lost Connections

Who is to blame here when we both stopped picking up calls? Is it because the lines that connected us have rusted? Or is it because we both outgrew each other? My love for you never ran out, even when I was drowning. You just stopped sending invitations, and I stopped writing to you. Our love was as pure as the kisses you burned into my body, your name engraved within the depths of my heart. But we ran out of luck and lost it all