“They are the lucky ones.”
Since when does lucky spawn from unlikely?
How can my heart flutter
while my head, says “don’t bother.”?
The sun still shines
while I can’t understand its light.
It’s captivating,
exhilarating.
I’m wrapped up in your laugh
and immersed in your eyes
and charmed by your grin
and blessed by your chivalry.
I’m in love with the unlikeliness of you,
the unlikeliness of us,
the odds of our opportunity,
that spontaneity,
that loyalty,
the utter selflessness and gumption
of you in our calls
I love it all.
"Unlikely" didn't have to mean "impossible".
It’s because of this that I think we’ve earned being
“the lucky ones.”