Was it fate when we first met?
Looking wide eyed, surprised
As we bumped into each other
Was it destiny when we met again?
Our eyes recongnizing our faces
Through the window as our trains passed by
If it was,
What would we say to that time afterwards?
When our eyes met and our hands touched
Steadying each other for a moment
We said, “Excuse me” and passed each other by.
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I can relate to this. What was destiny and what it is…………..don’t want to think!
My dear dear heart… my dear soul…
it indeed may seem lost… but it can never be… for love is in your soul… and you shall have it again… for that is the nature of these things… you must have in order to lose and in order to lose you must have had… have you had this mystical love… I remember not, yet I know I have…
does this make sense?
I like this.
Ah, we can only hope that there would be a next time…exquisite.
Hi Mysoul!
I so love this!