She looked into his eyes
And saw nothing
Not even a trace
Love was nonexistent
And tears rolled down her face
Do I dare believe in love she said
Do I dare be fooled by temptation?
No one will ever know
The tragedy of her situation

at first it was he who trembled awkwardly with fear and paranoia of mistakes he believed would commit that his phobia itself had turned into an error. once confronted, he had gradually become more comfortable and less awkward; their special bond had taken a positive toll. at the peak of this, she had also gradually become more and more of herself, expressive and carefree.

now only to become what he once was.

she's got a broken smile
for a broken heart
she likes to hope
her brokenness
is a work of art
lost in herself
she cannot breathe
around him, around her.
too many people
who aren't falling apart.
a broken smile
with a broken heart
her father says
she's a work of art

I used to think that there are no such things as parallel universe.
That we only live in this current situation and that everything is planned ahead of us.

But the you came along, unexpectedly and unbelievably.

You're a believer of parallel universe and that our fate depends on what choices we and the people around us decided to make.
You said that life is a constant choices you need to choose from.

And suddenly, i believed you.

I believed that our unexpected meeting is not our choice, but our past choices are.

I chose someone who didn't choose me, and same goes for you, and their choices leads to our story.

I couldn't thank them less for not choosing both of us.
We may feel a bit sad before, but look at us now, we're both more than what we deserve.

And i want you to know, that if i had to choose again, over my change of fate and you, i will always choose you, and i'm going to make my own fate with you in it.