Preordained

Meeting you Was tailored by Fate, As if the world only revolved To stop at that one moment Where your wistful eyes Were to meet mine. And the smile that followed, That calmed your face a-sudden And smoothed the creases of your frown, Had come at an instant That it was lastingly etched In the pages of time. Time has passed, life moved on; Our lives intertwined with lives That has come and gone. And though our paths branched, Our footsteps return with persistence Towards each other. Now the very same footsteps Has brought us to a place To begin the life-long travel, Though the road ahead be crooked, Where our paths shall be separate No more.