Things began happening with odd synchronicity, as if the universe itself was conspiring on behalf of their love story.

The way our fingers intertwine feels so natural and right; as if our hands hold memories of meeting in a thousand other lifetimes.

Looking back at our lives, the unbelievable thing is that despite all the times when things felt so wrong, we still managed to meet at the perfect moment. Almost as if by some plan
which we were unaware of.

I've never had to ask a thing from you, as everything you've ever fed my soul was love.

I look into your eyes and I’m sure that some divine artist dipped her brush in the same soul and used it to paint us both.

To be alone was my best interest because needing myself was looking for you