No need for words, the heart can see,
A mirrored depth, where spirits be.
A knowing glance, a silent hum,
Two souls entwined, as one they've come.

Where in this world, of fleeting things,
Soulmate love, forever sings.
A pure connection, thru thick and thin
My platonic soulmate , were not meant to be.

To my platonic soulmate,
We were not meant to be romantic.
We were just meant to be.

Although the love we have each other
is undeniable and although the love
we have each other exists,

It was not meant to stretch beyond
the pure unions of friendship.
It was not meant to stretch at our heartstrings
but instead it was meant to gently massage them into peace.
It was not meant to stretch your leg over my shoulder
at three o'clock in the morning
after a night filled with laughter and conversation.

It was not meant to stretch past the boundaries we subconsciously
set to ensure that things don't get complicated.
It was not meant to stretch our connection into emotional destinations that have no return tickets if we took that plunge.

Romance is not the only reason the universe brings souls together.
Growth and love can exist without it.
Perhaps we were not meant to be romantic
Perhaps we were only meant to be.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
One leads to love, the other, goodbye.
My heart it trembles, torn in two,
Which choice to make, what shall I do?