Being real

So many arguments, so many tearful nights. So much against us, why must we fight.

Till one day the light shines bright, a little piece of clarity comes into sight. We're both joyous happy people with lives to live, is everything we've lost to each other worth what we give.

Let's be real, it's just not meant to be. What we once saw as love has been lost out to sea. But it doesn't have to end in anger, screams and tantrums. It can end where it began through the possibility of love. Perhaps not for you and I but for what we both deserve. Let's end things the way we began, with the lovely prospects of what's to come. I'll be happy for you and I hope you for me. And I look forward to what is meant to be.