maybe, we weren't meant to be,
at least in this universe.
but our constellations will always,
long to align,
the way they were meant to.
if not in this universe,
maybe in the next.
beyond the stars, where our souls lie,
is where i hold out my hand,
hoping to reach for you.
maybe, we will meet again,
twisting the strings of fate.
YOU ARE READING
𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐒, poetry book
Poetrywhy must we go on, when in the end we all disappear? [created: 05 feb. 23] status: ongoing
