"Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation."

-Kahlil Gibran

I would say we were meant to be

But that would be a lie

And we can't just seem to make things right.

Leaving is hard

But so is staying.

Such a cruel game we keep playing.

Sleeping on problems doesn't make them go away

We are lying when we say we are as bright as day.

As the night falls,

Under the stars together we lay.

But the truth is,as they say

Some hearts are just meant to break.