here's to the girls i will never be with.

Twas never meant to be, and never will be
Alas, but a empty pursuit of nothingness
A chase after a summer's breeze
For fate had it that it would never work
Who are we but mere mortals
To question a divine outcome
If that were possible
Selfishness and greed might have had the world to waste
Woe, naught but a sorrowful tale
Woe, to fate, as it deprived the heart's one pleasure