a story with a beginning so
      ordinary
            unintentional
                  insignificant
we weren't lucky enough to be written a worthy end

i wish we had something to blame for what is missing
      immortality
            infinity
                  ­forever
but we have always taken the road less traveled

compiling to an unfinished tale violently bursting with
      but-what-ifs
            i-wish-i-hads
               ­   maybe-somedays
i will recite the idea of you until your finger prints vanish from my brain

you read me everything yet left me begging in vain for
      explanations
            truths
                  insig­hts
i wonder what beauty we could have created

Some people are just born blessed and equipped to be another persons counterpart perfectly

If I'm a failure in life,
Would you still fall in love with me?
If I'm not accepted into your family,
Would you run away with me?
If I'm dying from a disease,
Will you be there like how we are right now?