Do me a favour.
If you ever stumble upon this, pretend you don’t know it’s for you, stay oblivious like you always are, and don’t hate me for being a coward.
We can’t help it, for it's as if we live in the same dimension, but different universe.
For it’s as if our moons bowed to different gods.
For it’s as if our suns received different clocks.
It’s neither of our faults, but ill-fate i guess.
Our schedule shall never match,
our eyes shall never meet and rest.
Maybe what irks me isn’t so much of us living in opposite worlds,
but more of the lack of effort put into keeping us in the same galaxy.
Maybe what stirs me isn’t so much of what you’ve always blamed yourself for,
but rather my incapability to accept these differences.
Maybe, maybe, all these concerns just shows one thing,
that is we’re not meant to be.
Time would tell I guess,
if that would be our happy ending.
