I dont even know what I am talking about
You passed me by so carelessly, if you even knew. The distance that made me need you more. In my time of dire need, you passed with no second glance. You were not supposed to know, for you support is not meant for me anymore. What I wanted I could not obtain, but will our desires ever be the same, again? Refuse the inevitable, fight it with my soul. I cant make sense of any of this. Your name is my confusion, your presence is my pain. I think we both know what we are too afraid to admit. Our souls are like two magnets trying to fit together. The want so badly to join and embrace, they are two of a kind. They come within a short distance and stray in different directions, causing an irritating seperation. No matter how hard you try to fit them together, no matter how hard we try and fit together, this inevitable force is always pushing against us. The difference is that we used to fit together. I guess one of us must of been the metal.