We trod the same path. Yes.
But much later did I realise that it was different directions we had been walking along
It was destiny.
To Approach.
To meet.
To collide.
To walk away.
And not stay.
Destiny, we couldn't deny.
I flipped through the pages to find one that ultimately brought us together
Too naive to realise our tales were inked apart.
So many things gone wrong
So many conflicts in our hearts
Yet intellects clashing too often
Led me to think
Was it really meant to be?
Finding answers in those questions
I choose to walk away
To clear the mess
And suppress the tempest.
Perhaps, wisely enough to discover some day
This was the safest we could play
When this path that we walk brings us to stand facing each other once again
And we look into each others' eyes
To find those faces
That make us realise
Why we had to bear goodbyes
Why it wasn't me and you
And, why it wasn't you and I.
– Divya
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