Two strangers,
Two worlds apart.
Minding our own business,
Minding our own lives.
But alas!
Destiny has decided to cross our paths.
Two halves met each other for the first time.
Two halves that look nothing alike,
But fit each other just right.
I am you, you are me.
I never thought we'd become meant to be.
We turned out to be binded -
By the red strings of fate.
Almost all of our dots are connected,
Like the constellations in the night sky.
Our birthday and our pasts,
Are all too similar from each other.
We really are each other, but in different genders.
Now as the days and months pass by,
The red string is still deeply intact.
Differences have been discovered,
But were still set aside.
You are my other half, and I am yours.
You are my soulmate forevermore.
YOU ARE READING
random poems
PoetryThese are just a collection of poems that I've made in my free time midst a smol spring of inspiration.
