Is it fate?
Or is it Destiny?
Is it you?
That brings out the best of me?
If I gave you what is left of me,
What will be the final recipe?
Will it end in a disaster?
Or end in what we all are really after?
In the end it might not even matter.
Because in the end,
No one truly lives happily ever after.
YOU ARE READING
What do you see?
PoetryWhen two people look at the same thing they both might see something different or the same, This is what I see when i look at that thing.
