I like to think that we’ve met before.
That there was a whiff of you when you passed by there..
and there was a second glance.
That there was a point in time and space
where our paths first met
where you held my a gaze a millisecond longer
that I felt it and you did too...
I like to believe it started then, there.
When our fates first met, and chose to twine
I like to believe its more than just coincidence
You, me, the stars, they were meant to be!