Maybe, meant to be.

Fri, 10/21/2016 - 23:21 -- lincya

A constant battle that never ends.
It was so much easier being friends, bhtvthe love we had was hard to deny.
Road blocks and mountain we couldn't defeat.
I never understood why you didn't fight for me.
You let us go like sand between your fingers. There one moment then it slowly slips away.
I wish you the best; sometimes that's hard to say because of how ymwe let this end.
Sometimes you still call to catch up, but other times it seems like I don't know you at all.
Not everyone is meant to be, and we embodie that to a tee.

This poem is about: 
Me

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