April 15, 2018. 11.11am - "Make a wish!"
"Did you make one?"
I did, I wished for the impossible with all the might of my heart.
"Yep, I did."
If only you knew, I wish for this with every beat of my heart on
"What is it?"
I wished for everyday to be like this, I wished to wake up next to
you, I wished to stay with you.
"I can't tell you, then it won't come true."
We were meant to say goodbye from the beginning,
The universe brought you to me, only to leave me attached
and longing, knowing you'll have to be ripped out my life.
I ask myself sometimes, why did I let this happen?
Then I look at our hands, our present, intertwined, even if momentarily, I understand.
To be able to love, to be able to miss, to feel this kind of pain, to go through scrolls of memories with you, to understand depths of myself that were once shallows.
Our paths were always carved into two,
I can only wish,
our paths can come become one again.
Through all the kisses and tears, I'll be yours.
It feels that I've been in stages and phases of preparation. Preparing myself to say goodbye to you, the acceptance of that hurts. Maybe we weren't meant to say goodbye, maybe we were meant for a hello in the future, in a different time.