The Truth

What is there to fight for,
When there is no war?
It is so futile to try,
To stay up all night and to cry;
To want more,
And to reach for
The hand that will not reach for yours?
Life is busy, you have your pride,
And I have my flaws,
Reason after reason,
We can quickly come up with those
In the end,
The story goes the way destiny chose.
If this distance bothered you,
You would close the gap.