How We Met…

How did we meet?

One day, a butterfly flew like a petal…

And made a small flutter.

How did we meet and end up here?

The corner of the street where we

exchanged our love in spring.

It was a miracle.

We slowly held hands as we walked down the street together.

The dandelions beneath the telephone pole swayed brightly.

How did we manage to walk past all those time together?

Were we able to reach love because we walked past…

Such lovable moments?

I came to believe that there’s no such thing as coincidence in love.

In order to make two people fall in love with each other,

I believe the universe calculates even the smallest of happenings…

An inevitable miracle.

I didn’t want to think that…

We met by a mere coincidence.

So the only thing I can do…

Is to… love you truly.

Published by Cindy

I'M CYNTHIA A Poet, Blogger, Social media marketer and Photographer dedicated to Inspire and Motivate you through the journey of life.

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