and I’m not sure why it enjoys playing with us... Pushing us together only to pull us apart. Our hands trying desperately to hold on. But like waves we are hit over and over. Until we finally give in and drift apart.
and I am tired of the universe’s cruel game. Because no matter what I always will love you. I will always be pathetically in love with you.
so finally I ask, for the game to end. Let us be together or pull us apart for good. Because this game of tug-a-war hurts like hell. And I don’t want to play anymore.