It means nothing to me if he loves you.
You were so distant I forgot oyu were there at all.
If it is meant to be,
Fate will bring us back together.
If you really believe fate works like that,
As if it live sin the sky staring down at us,
As if it has five fingers,
And spends it's time placing us together like chess pieces,
As if it is not the choices we make.
Who taught you that?
Tell me.
Who convinced you,
You've been given heart and a mind,
That isn't yours to use.
That your actions do not define what will become of you.
I want to scream and shout,
We're the only one's that can bring us back together.
But instead I sit quietly.
Smiling softly through quivering lips thinking.
When you can see it so clearly but the other person can not.
