It isn’t a case of bad timing
Or a situation of someone dying.
It was just something that was should be
But couldn’t be.
It’s not about the name or any name perhaps.
It was all about love and its mishaps.
Not about destiny, fate or happy endings,
This is just a story of two left hurting.
It started with something like this:
Not more than lovers or less than friends,
It was all about fighting for each other till the end
More about angels and demons that told you to “Love each other” “Love someone else.”
It’s exciting and at the same time frightening,
To know that the one you love may give up and just stop fighting.
We both know that our paths may no longer cross
And that it did before.
We are no less than star crossed lovers,
loving each other from afar.