The day I first met you
Was one I can’t forget.
We lived through moments so special,
Memories with no regret.
It was you who chose to leave,
The one who ran away.
I locked the door and questioned life:
Was my heart born to betray?
I advertised for a roommate,
Just to simply pay the rent.
But that person became a soulmate,
A sign that fate had sent.
A fleeting memory of that time
Forged an idea in my soul:
To uproot my life and move far away,
To finally take control.
Everything happens for a reason,
Or so the elders say.
But I believe it’s kinetic fate
That shapes who we are today.
For where would I be now
Without your selfishness back then?
I saw your profile online last week.
Maybe insecurity became your sin.
