Some things can't be forced,
No matter how hard you try;
And some things can't be forced
With no real reason why.
Dumb luck first put us together,
And I tried to keep us apart;
But you pushed me, made luck prevail.
Now I hold my bleeding heart.
I wasn't what you really wanted;
You weren't my cup of tea.
So please shut the door behind you,
Just go and let me be.
Haven't used an organized rhyme scheme in forever; it's a little rusty.