When I love, you’ll know. I’ll go out of my way to be with you, I’ll hug you and be your light all at once. But when I love, it’s not easy for me to stop. I’ll cry, I’ll scream, I’ll beg for you not to go and once you’re out that door, I’ll mourn your death because who you were with me has died. There will be no more love songs, no more thunder rumbling in my gut, no more sparks when I kiss you. You will be just another face that I’ll try to forget. That is how you know when I love.

When I don’t love, I am distant. I am quaint and silent as an autumn night. There is no skipping of my heart, only a faint line that you dare not cross. I have the aura of a tepid puddle of rain, the mood of a tornado that you do not want to stare in the eye. I won’t look, I won’t talk. I’ll be a stone girl and you will accept this because while you are an individual with a soul that wanders the world with purpose, your soul was not in match with mine.

- *Not meant to be