I feel quite like I was the soulmate
before you met your soulmate.
I was the one who opened your eyes,
I was the one who watered you in hopes you’d flourish.
When damp, just as you sprouted you spat soil in my face and fled, and somewhere along your runaway you met her.
There she was: the sunlight.
you blossomed.
I wish I were the one, I wish I was both, but I wasn’t and I won’t be and that’s okay.
We weren’t meant to make it, you two were. and that’s okay
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 6:07 PM UTC
I feel quite like I was the soulmate
before you met your soulmate.
I was the one who opened your eyes,
I was the one who watered you in hopes you’d flourish.
When damp, just as you sprouted you spat soil in my face and fled, and somewhere along your runaway you met her.
There she was: the sunlight.
you blossomed.
I wish I were the one, I wish I was both, but I wasn’t and I won’t be and that’s okay.
We weren’t meant to make it, you two were. and that’s okay
