Meant to Be

I split myself in two, I shattered my own heart When I decided We weren't good enough. I killed your heart And refused to give you The second chance that I yearn for. It took me a half Dozen months to be able to Find a new love. You were with yours After one. I couldn't stand me. I hate myself For what I did. The only way I pulled through that time; The only way That I stayed sane, Was to think of you Saying that you still love me. Saying that it'll all be ok. I thought that if We were meant to be, Then we will be. Maybe not now, Maybe not a year from now, But maybe we'll meet again Our meant to be May be three years from today. Or maybe our meant to be, Isn't meant to be.