They called your name
I paused and listened
To the whispering thought
Of reminiscing, you.

And then I saw you
For the nth time
Still glowing as ever
Felt like it was the first time

Seeing you, all over again
Brings back such memories
That I truly, truly cherish.
Feelings were mutual, then.

But what are the odds?
Of us getting back together
Us, continuing
What we've already started

A story-filled hapless hearts
Blistered with a yearning question
Ended with a blurry answer
A love story that never was.

I tend to wander off
Whether it was all for a reason
Destiny? Purpose? Odds?
Seems like a deepened sadness

Will be rewritten in those stars
It's tough to hide the pain
The way we lost each other
The way it fell apart.

Yet the next thing I knew
You were happy, with him
A seemingly dwindled chance
Of us, flipping the narrative.

But hey, what are the odds?
I'm happy that you are happy
Not the ending that I expected
But the beginning that I dreamed of, for you.

@chasingeuphoria