I often wonder what the story of us was meant to be.
If you and I were ever going to see, a moment in time together where our hearts became one and the world perished into a single thought in our memory.
I often wonder if I was meant to be yours and if you were meant to be mine, but life had other wonderful things planned and so we would meet but we’d never dare, cross a line that would alter our paths. I often think if these moments where we held hands, locked lips and shared dreams were nothing but an illusion of what heaven would be like in your arms.
I often think if there is such a thing as love, as meant to be, as you and I, as us; but I realise the complexity of timing, destiny and fate and so accepting that surrendering to what is beyond my understanding is the only way I can maintain my sanity. I often wonder how your are, what you’re doing and where you are, hoping that you have a smile on your face despite the darkness that overshadowed your heart. I often wonder if there will come a time where I can let you go, without fearing the unknown.
You and I we never got the chance to see, what would happen if we were meant to be. You and I had a glimpse of bliss, but even then we were confused. You and I had so much to share, so much to love, so much to give; but fate knew better than our stars colliding. As we come to an end of this glimpse in time, where we got to be heart to heart and hand in hand, I pray that someday I wake to see you beyond my dreams.
Love
M
Souloom™ 