It's just consequence, not design
we find ourselves in a different time
where I am yours and you are mine
we tried to avoid it
but here we are
you and I still wishing
on the same bright star
still holding on to a distant soul
connected by some lingering hope
that won't refuse to let go
and you smile
and I laugh
and we both know
it was always so
you loved another
as did I
neither lackluster
but those loves, one day, gone by
and ours remained
standing still in the rain
different time
different place
now I smile at you
and you hug me tight
it wasn't consequence
just design
perhaps divine
who am I
to ask why
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