It wasn't destiny, maybe fate's way,
Unspoken connections seep farther than rise of day,
Maybe endgame is just a name,
Can't fathom the growing flame.

So now I soar the depths,
Aware of my strengths,
Is it a dream or real?
A rush too sharp for slow appeal…

But either way, I chose this,
Another story, maybe bliss,
There isn't right or wrong,
It's a temporary melody for the repeating song.

We always find our way back,
But are we ready to unpack,
Words have oceans of hidden meanings,
Time works at a pace you can't tell where you're leaning.

It's messy and nice,
A gamble worth the price,
This isn’t love, maybe just a try,
Some pages read just to pass by.