Do you believe in magic my love? Do you believe in happy accidents? ...how about in destiny? ...or in the invisible string that ties two hearts together?
Do you believe that somehow, somewhere, they happen to people?
Because my darling, I do...
Destiny is such a strange thing, isn't it?
A month ago, you were just someone I know nothing of, and now today... ...today, you are the most familiar soul I entangle with.
Destiny is such a strange thing, isn't it?
A month ago, I know nothing of your smile, and now in this moment... ...in this moment, I'd die to see it even if it's the last thing I'd glance.
Destiny is such a strange thing, isn't it?
A month ago, we were nothing but strangers, and now in this very second... ...in this very second , our souls intertwine.
But who would have guessed? Who would have guessed my love that the other end of the string tied on my little finger...
...was you?
May be you were mine in my past lifetime, May be I was Juliet then and you were Romeo.
May be we were two people infatuated in the Renaissance era, and I'd lost my handkerchief for you to find it and return it to me so we can see each other.
May be we were two lovers in the Victorian era, and you'd write for me while I wait by the window for the pigeon that carried your letter.
May be we were married then, and had two kids living on the hill, where I cook and you gather wood for breakfast.
May be we were once eloping lovers in the Medieval era, and I ran away with you and we hid from the soldiers that my father sent for us.
May be we were newly wed in World War I, and I ran to the train to kiss you goodbye as you were heading for war.
These perchance, all because your soul feels familiar my love...
...It feels like I've known you for a long time.
Is it magic? or perhaps delusion?
or may be
just may be
is it the invisible string of destiny?
YOU ARE READING
Fairytale on the Screen
PuisiCollection of poetry for the loml- Marc Nazarene Vicente
