Maybe we were meant to be a half written story,
Finished without an ending
A melody incomplete, a song without its glory,
The unwritten chapter, the unanswered letter sending.

Perhaps we were meant to be a thought unfinished,
A dream incomplete, a goal unachieved
Our hearts left untethered, our desires relinquished,
Our love resigned, and our faith sorely deceived.

But we were wronged, we were misled,
Our paths entangled, our souls misread
The vows we made, the promises we said,
Now shattered, forgotten, and left for dead.

Maybe we were always meant to be a symphony,
A melody of life, of struggle, of love and pain
A...