In Spain, our paths once intertwined,
A few years past, a memory enshrined.
A text exchanged, a casual "hello,"
No ulterior motives, just letting go.
But love's capricious, it knows no bounds,
In his heart, a flame, in silent bounds.
Yet, my affections sailed elsewhere's tide,
Not in his arms, did my heart confide.
A chance we had, but I let it slip by,
For love's a puzzle, with reasons why.
Though he fell for me, and I for another,
Two separate tales, our hearts did smother.