I'd say meeting him was a blessing,
He'd say I was a mistake.
Something that happened all of a sudden,
Something that was done under pressure,
Something which was never truly thought about, similiar to my feelings but that's what's concerning.
Something he just had to adjust to.
And I hope someday, the pain of it all could just let me go.
But why is it that he's designed perfectly to know my every move?
Know me better than I'd know myself.
Why him out of all people to know how my heart would be feeling after a deathly situation?
Why him out of all the people existing on this universe to know when tears are gonna roll down my cheeks,?
Why him out of all 8 billion hearts beating out there, to know how fast mine would when I'm anxious
and how does he know everything so well but manages to shatter my heart just as well too.
Forever yours,
Zahra.
