I heard the whispers when we first met. "Why is she wasting her life when She can have anyone?" "He should act his age and let her grow up." "She's being naΓ―ve, It's only lust." "What is he thinking. He's twice her age." They don't stand a chance." "She is sure to get hurt."
But you would grab my arm and pull yourself closer. "They are so blind. Love is not about age or is it about lust." "We cannot live by others words and tears are not always because we're sad." "I will follow you on all your paths and I will lead you on all of mine."
Then one day I watched you go where I could not. I caught your last breath with a kiss and shared a tear with you to guide the way. And as you left me I heard a whisper, "What a shame, They were meant for each other."