A Celestial Misfortune

I'm thumbing through the memories
Tucked away beneath my bed.

The boxes overflow with all the feelings
And the words we never said.

That year is just a moment;
A still frame in this cinematic life.

Looking back, it has become so clouded
With should-haves and unnecessary strife.

I want to believe that we were too young
To feel the way we did.

But you cannot tell the heart
Not to love, to teach, or to miss.

I hoped that we would be different
And not fail like all the rest.

But your love could not prevail
When I was the only one left.

You used to tell me every night
That our love was written in the stars,

But from what I can see,
We were ill-fated from the start.