Delusional Love

When our eyes first met,
there was nothing there,
we passed by without a thought,
with other things to care.
Days later, you smiled,
I smiled back, joyful inside,
hoping hopefully,
for you to be by my side.

But is this how it is?
Must this be all?
Weren't we deemed to be?
Shouldn't we fall...
in love?

Then we sat together,
on the bench of love.
As it all fit in place,
you were sent from above.
We grew close over time,
hugs and kisses were usual,
but something occupied your mind.
Was it just delusional?

But is this how it is?
Must this be all?
Weren't we deemed to be?
Shouldn't we stay...
in love?

Then one day, you said "It's over.",
I stood alone watching you leave,
I wonder why, I wonder how,
It's kinda hard to believe.

But is this how it is?
Must this be all?
Weren't we deemed to be?
Shouldn't we have stayed...
in love?