Tell me if we were meant to be, then why has the world tried to tear us apart every chance it gets. Tell me why it’s so hard to tell you I love you, because god I love you but I’m not sure I can keep fighting this hard. If we were meant to be shouldn’t it be easier? Shouldn’t your arms fit around me? Shouldn’t you fit inside my heart without me having to constantly rearrange everything? I’m not sure how many more things I can throw out to make sure you have enough room to grow, because darling if I give you everything then there will be nothing left of me.