And they told us that we weren't meant for each other. But our hearts knew better than that.

And they told us that my arms weren't meant to hold a body like yours. But god, the warmth made me think otherwise.

And they told you that I would leave you.

And they told me that you would break me.


But who cares. The words they uttered no longer matter.


Because whether broken or a part, we were brilliant. And I will never forget you.






Even though I've never met you.