The way your soul fit in mine
I don’t believe we met by chance The way your soul fit in mine Felt like a story i had read In dreams too ancient to name. I’ve loved you before In lives where we spoke without words, Where we found each other By scent, by sound, by the ache of longing Carved into the stars. In another life, You were the flame and I, the moth I danced into your fire Knowing I would burn Just to feel the warmth of you. In another, You were a wanderer and I, the song You followed through forgotten cities Always searching, always near, But never staying. Even in this life, Where time pulled us in different directions, My soul still leaned toward you Like flowers turning to light. I do not grieve only for your absence, But for every version of us That never had the chance to be. So if you feel me in quiet m...