They say destiny does not exist
That people choose where to be.
That everything is a coincidence
That nothing is meant to be.
Perhaps they are right, But-
What if they are wrong?
What if we are all made to be with only one?
What if, if we looked deep down inside our hearts,
We would find the truth and understand why?
Why I feel the way I do when you look at me the way you do?
Why I want to hold you near, even though you do not belong to me?
Why I want to kiss your lips and know you in the deepest way?
Why I want to feel you against my naked body, touching skin to skin?
Why I want to hear your whispered words when your lips pressed against me?
Why I want to taste your kiss and fall deeper than I ever did?
I was only at the age of fifteen,
And my heart knew right there and then-
I had you for a while, now I long for more.
If destiny did not bring me back to you, what did?
I am twenty-two, and I still feel the same.
I believe in Destiny,
I believe in meant to be,
I believe that we are made for another soul-
I believe I have been made for you.
