Him and I

Maybe life was playing a cruel joke, Bringing us close just to watch us choke. Like a spark in the dark, then quickly erased, It lit up our hearts, then left us misplaced. We were tangled like vines, then severed with care, Two souls that collided, then vanished in air. A game of chance, or fate’s cruel design, We met in the moment, but we ran out of time. It whispered sweet promises, then turned them to dust, Our love was a flame, but it quickly combust. Like waves that crash, then fade with the tide, We were pulled to the shore, then left to divide. Maybe life was just laughing at all we could be, Introducing us only to set us both free. We were stitched into fate, but too torn to stay, Two hearts that were close, but too broken to play. My soul knows that him and I are one in the same, Two halves of a whole, yet we’re both left in flame. By fate's cruel design, we met too late— Both carrying scars, both bound by weight. He and I, we could have been more, But the years had chipped us down to the core. Wounds too deep for love to heal, Hearts too shattered for time to seal. We spoke in silence, our souls intertwined, But by the time we touched, we were both far behind. Too broken, too lost, too worn to try, We stood side by side, but never to fly. My soul knows we were born to be one, But life came between us, and the damage was done. Now we drift in the spaces we never could fill— Two souls that were meant to be, but time stood still.