They always say:

There is somebody for everyone.

Three years I was certain you were my Somebody.

Three years you were certain I was your Somebody.

Now look at us.

Shattered.

Broken.

Love is a strong force,

But it is not strong enough to replace Trust.

Respect.

Life.

There are many things that I have learned.

Many things taught and denied.

We were like the wrong puzzle pieces,

Trying so hard to fit where my green met your black and created a fuzzy picture.

We were like the wrong ammo for the wrong gun,

Trying to shoot an arrow out of a rifle.

We were also in love.

Deep and complicated.

Drowning in each other and our mutual pain.

But in the end

We just weren't worth it.

And that's okay.

I'll love you anyways and always,

Just not how we were meant to be.