Maybe we weren't meant to be
Your stars were the outline to my existence. You rooted me to reality and left my heart full of hope. You were the person I've longed for my entire life, and the one I never knew I needed. For all of eternity, I will love you. But I know that even if you love me too, fate has crossed stars and aligned them, yet fate was never able to handle the intensity. Surreality. Euphoria. I guess they were nothing compared to what we had: Obsession. I guess obsession wasn't good enough to make us last. I guess it was the lack of everything else. What else did we have other than obsession? Nothing. I hope our farewell will bid us good, and fate will align the stars once more—but we know that hope will never come into existence. After all, maybe we just weren't meant to be.
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Depressing Poems
PoetryA collection of poems focusing on the topic of depression. TW: Includes topic of depression and self-harm, includes profanity.
