Our paths crossed for a reason. It wasn’t coincidental, I like to think of such “coincidences” as fate making its presence known in our individual destinies—intertwined. Fate brought us together for a reason, and that reason is my reason for holding on to something so inexplicably delightful, and appeasing in the most natural way. I like to think of these chance-meetings as something of a lesson waiting to be learned, or possibly the possibility of “forevers” in the making.
Forevers in the making, I like the sound of that
But how can we grow if we both find it hard to feel?
Feelings of joy, feelings of love we watch being stifled
In our stillness, time constantly escapes us, each passing day lost to fear
We watch helplessly as fear drives us further apart
How can we really grow if forevers are an unsure thing?
How can we grow without equal effort?
How can this thing we have be epic, if all we do is criticize one another?
Failing to notice the right things, we allow our hidden notions emphasize the meaningless concerns
So I ask myself, has fate come to teach me another passing lesson—in time?
Is fate here to remind me not to place my hopes on “forevers”?
Maybe it wasn’t meant to be, or was it?
Living Free 