You and me are human beings with different intentions, different emotions.
So why am I surprised when you confess to me that you're so sorry but it's not meant to be?
You ask me, can we just be friends? and I smile sarcastically and whisper softly, "I'm sorry but it's not meant to be."
I know that everything might not work out.
Nothing's ever meant to be and that's what really scares me.