Maybe we were never meant to be,
its just that we live in separate worlds completely
even if there was a chance, the timing isn't right.
We could have made it but that's just what i thought
we lit a match to lit up the world but my whole world collapsed.
slowly our book turned into cinders. All the pages ripped into pieces
Too eager to reach you, foolishly i cut the fragile thread that connected us,
Not knowing its loose ends will attach to someone new.
it's a strange sensation to feel right person, wrong lifetime.
- A🥀
YOU ARE READING
To my imaginary soulmate
PoetryWhen deep down in the core of your being you believe that your soulmate exists, someone who even understood the dustiest corners of your mixed-up soul. And one day, you find this long-lost puzzle piece that easily falls into place with the broken on...
