as mysterious as the universe
the two individuals' vague fate
millions of stars hold secrecy
even us couldn't fathom
even our destiny has its own

maybe gravity was meant to pull us down
not to pull us apart from one another
for us to walk closely, talk deeply
make delusions of our own
to be aware of the genuine truth of life

maybe gravity gave us the chance
to create impossibilities; fantasies
for fate has its own ways & plans
will it be satisfying? or tormenting?
let the pull slide us away, up to where we should be