Why Can't We Be In Love

So much drama we've weathered

Our binding never for long severed

Nothing ever enough to tear us apart

Nothing capable of emptying our hearts

Then why can't we be in love?

Is it not predestined above?

Has our time together not proved

That our love, this love, is true.

So why aren't we IN love?

Is it not written in the stars above?

Can we be like Romeo and juliet

With love that loves till death?

My love for you is much like a tree.

It begins in my roots

And extends to very tip of me.

It like a lion's roar

Obnoxious and boisterous

And from my very essence it poors.

So why are we not in love?

It simply is not predestined nor written above

I love you way too much

To entertain the possibility of a relationship making us lose touch.