The one I loved.
or thought I loved.
Never loved me the way
I expected to be loved.
Missing the mark to my heart
And I hers. Destiny fated against us.
As we slowly fade away, like mist over a lake.
Our hearts wishing if maybe it was a different season
or maybe a few days ago. we would align, like
the Orion constellation in perfect harmony.
This is my heart ache.
I will mourning us for the day
but tomorrow I move on.