I Live In Bad Timing

So here i am, as i expected. Laying here, writing this stupid thing about how s****y my love life is. How f*****g disappointing it is to meet somehow whom you genuinely enjoy spending your time with, who you like seeing and like talking to. Does anyone know why that's disappointing? Does anyone even care? No. Of course not. And why, does no one ask? Well i'll tell you. 

Because this universe if cruel. It brings things together, just to tear them apart. It brings life to the lifeless, only to give it an inevitable ending; death. Why can't things simply be as they are? Why does there have to be an ending? Like shows, and beautiful songs and books. Why can't they simply just EXIST, without being tampered with. Why can't people simply be next to each other without there having to be a part. Why can't two people surround each other with themselves and their thoughts and actions and just be in that moment forever. Without a future or a past. Nothing. Just nothing but existing. 

Now, you, no one, might be wondering, "are you just writing this s**t because your love life f*****g sucks and you can't keep someone around?" And you are absolutely correct, no one. You are so very f*****g correct. But the glorious thing about this is that, no one will care, and no one will think twice about me and my situation. If anyone reads this, they won't think about me and what I'M going through. They'll only reminisce on past failed loves or their current failing love, significant other, boyfriend, girlfriend, whatever the f*****g you wanna call it. 

But, the only person who will know and understand what i am trying to say will read this and either 1.) not care or 2.) not care and not know how to respond. I can't win, can i? You and the rest of guys who come into my life will always win. Not me, never. Why? Because it's not meant to happen. I'm not meant to be happy for long periods of time because it's not right. It's either not the right time, or the right person. It's as if life is teasing me of what could be with you. But you and i know that we can't progress. Why? Because we can't. Like in the movie 500 Days of Summer...

Tom: What happened? Why - why didn't they work out?

Summer: What always happens. Life.