the dreamer...the dreamt of. the dream...

Isn’t it?

Hearts…they were meant to beat…and air, that was meant to be breathed. And skin was supposed to be felt next to somebody else’s…close & warm…some songs were meant to be played on repeat. and the sun? That was meant to shine…rise and then set…days, they were meant to pass, then nights, they were meant to follow. and that person was meant to stay forever…and the other one looks better in your past…and some eyes were meant to cry, others were meant to beam.
And nobody ever means to hurt anybody.
But then, that’s what everybody says, isn’t it?