Maybe we're supposed to be each other's happily ever after; for I was lost and I found you. Bit by bit, I became a part of you and you, I feared you. You washed away my tears; my demons, you gladly welcomed, then and there all I wanted was to fall into you.
These feelings, I know should be kept in a casket; I am starting to need you too much, I don't want to rely on you. You make it so easy to love you even in the absence of harmony, like mosaics on display. Prosaic, we talked way too much; we're not soulmates, but loving soullessly. Gladly, I found you and I'm not hoping for anything more but for us to stay like this forever.
Maybe we're meant to touch each other's lives, to add fuel to each other's fire. Maybe we're meant to meet to make each other whole without giving a piece of us to each other.