It wasn\'t destiny, maybe fate\'s way,
Unspoken connections seep farther than rise of day,
Maybe endgame is just a name,
Can\'t fathom the growing flame.
So now I soar the depths,
Aware of my strengths,
Is it a dream or real?
A rush too sharp for slow appeal…
But either way, I chose this,
Another story, maybe bliss,
There isn\'t right or wrong,
It\'s a temporary melody for the repeating song.
We always find our way back,
But are we ready to unpack,
Words have oceans of hidden meanings,
Time works at a pace you can\'t tell where you\'re leaning.
It\'s messy and nice,
A gamble worth the price,
This isn’t love, maybe just a try,
Some pages read just to pass by.