Supposed to be

It is this selfish heart of mine,

That wants true love to be real.

And tries to make all others,

Fit into this movie reel.

I wanted so much to see,

Matches made in heaven.

Fairytale endings coming true,

That made it hard to see you.

You simply never fit my dreams,

Never fit my heart.

And from the start I knew,

You were a train colliding and I was a butterfly flying.

We fight and it feels like magic,

And when we try to be sweet it's always tragic.

And when you smile I stare blankly.

Because god knows you don't see that everyday.

I wanted to pencil in prince charming,

And fate threw in a three headed dragon.

Gee, thanks fate.

But maybe this is how its…

Supposed to be?