We were like oil and water We simply did not mix Always bringing out the worst in each other
We were two broken humans Falling in love Trying to fix each other’s pieces
I hope the next woman who loves you, can repair what I could not.
We were never meant to be. For I am a giver and you are a taker.
My mind is a battlefield Constantly raging on At times I fear I am losing But I remind myself That I must fight on I will not raise my white flag I will never accept defeat This black thing inside of me Will never…
We may have not worked out in this lifetime, but I know we will in the next one. For me, that is enough.