Way of my soul || Poetry

LXIV. meant to be

All I can do
Is tell myself the truth
It's gonna be this way
This is my everyday
The silence between us
The mocking stares
My eyes will sting
At your cold glares
You will turn around
At the sight of me
Pain, newfound
Thats how it'll always be
And I'll hurt everytime
A moment comes
We could've been together
or been with eachother
But now we aren't
And you're not sorry
My turn to understand
We weren't meant to be