“It is not meant to be“, says the mind while the heart still isn‘t sure about possible consequences of blindly following feelings without asking the eyes for permission Your eyes speak volumes, but your mind has decided that your heart should love her, you think your feelings have tricked you they made you feel love for someone like me There is no space for me in a life like yours With picture perfect attributes and no room for broken hearts, deviations from the grand plan or a heart that rules over your own conscience A twist of fate wont change your schedule in which you are occupied, but i‘ve got time on my hands, but my mind will be busy thinking about what could have been But never will be, and so our eyes meet every once in a while, trying to avoid that they know just as well as my mind and your mind that all of this is just an act of self-delusion