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Nov 2014
I believed in
mere coincidences
unplanned happenings that
coincided with my decisions
and every move that I made

I believed
it was coincidence
when you happened to
stand in front of me
at that cozy cafΓ©
no one really knew about

I believed
it was coincidence
when you snatched
the last slice
of apple pie
and I made you pay

I used to believe
our relationship were made of
coincidences
the causes of our laughter
and our tears
and our common interests
they were all coincidences, too

Destiny
used to be
a word so overused
and clichΓ©
that made me scoff
and cringe
whenever my ears
catch the syllables

But I am now convinced
that even when
I try to travel back
to the past
where we haven't existed
yet
and try to
alter our world

I am and will still be
destined
fated
to give you
the last slice
of apple pie
and my whole heart.
Written by
Katie A
796
   Amber and W L Winter
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