this one isn't mine

[blue_eye_rays]

this one isn't mine but it's true maybe it just isn't ment for me

A love that is lost, is a love never found,
Confused by emotions swirling all around.
The love that was there never was real,
A sadistic game of deception, an illusion you can feel,
An overwhelming power reaching out a hand,
Giving a reason for living, a reason to stand.
Living for love day after day,
But as time goes by the illusion slowly fades away.
Like the mist in the morning or a dream that seems so near,
Daylight breaks through the window and the dream disappears.
All good things yet to come, just like the ones in the past,
Vanish quickly with dawn and were never meant to last.
Love is a game and fate is the pawn.
You're in checkmate, but the game still goes on.
Hope keeps you playing and you lose once again.
Just like before, it's a game with no end.
It's the same old story, where the chapters just repeat,
You can always borrow love, but you're not allowed to keep.
So the story starts again, maybe this time I will see
Before the chapters repeat, that love was never meant for me.