Some say that when two lovers cross paths,
it is a coincidence.
Some say that when two lovers cross paths,
it is fate.
I side with those who say fate.
Because if you were to wake up one minute later,
take a left turn instead of a right turn,
run into a coffee shop, or walk into a coffee shop,
you wouldn't meet your lover.
So I strongly side with fate,
because you took all the steps you took,
for the very moment your eyes would meet,
and that must be fate.
//d.f.
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Voices
PoetryVoices in my head, that need to be heard. Voices in my head, roam free, like a bird. *Book of poems written by myself.*
