Slowly Drifting Apart Poem by Anita Cross

It wasn't just him
it wasnt just me
we were drifting apart thats all
it was never ment to be

some things last forever
others never last
somethings take a while
and others kick off with a blast

we grew close together
but now were falling out
lets try and make this work
before one of our hearts melt

so you see
its time to let it go
its in fates hands now
if its destined to be a happy ending or an ending of woe