Maybe, maybe.

“Maybe we were just two strangers who crossed paths…
Maybe our eyes locked so that our souls could meet..
Maybe I smiled and sparked a light in your dark…
Maybe you intentionally bumped into me to get me to look at you..
Maybe I dropped my things so you’d help me pick them up…
Maybe you chose that seat so that you’d be able to look at me…
Maybe I kept looking out the window so that our eyes wouldn’t meet…
Maybe your smiles weren’t for the book you seemed to read..
Maybe my blushing wasn’t about something I saw outside..

Maybe just maybe we’re a story that we tell our kids as we tuck them to sleep..
And
Maybe just maybe we’re just two strangers who crossed paths walking on a street..”


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I am trying, believe me.

I am grateful to found you in my life, and let you helped me painted various colors to fix my ink-ruined pages. But I am not ready to be parted from your fragments.

... yes 

I know
we humans will never ever feel ready for anything.