Prophecy

You can make me happy
You can make me feel alright.
And it kills me to know that I
can't lay by you at night.
I know you'll never leave her,
and I will be the one hurt in the end.
But when that time comes around I hope
that you'll still remain my friend.
Neither of us planned this.
It isn't something we sought out.
It's hard to understand sometimes
why these feelings came about.
There won't be an "us" in the future.
It just wasn't meant to be.
I hope that by the end of this that there
will be some heart left inside of me.
Nothing can be changed. This isn't
our destiny. And now here ends
this bitter prophecy......