Allegedly, people meet for a reason.
But I wonder what could have induced
the meeting between me and you,
so perfectly matched, only to find
that despite it all, we’ve met too soon?

If life could synchronize the seconds
and the beat of our souls and our hearts
so that our minds and maturity align
along with the stars.

For I fear that a meeting too soon
slips benignly into a meeting too late…
Then all that’s left to resound in the dark
is the subtle sound of a dying fate.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s