Always.

“It was always you.”

It sounds right.
Lovely even.
Like in the beginning.

way before life and mess and broken,
there was you
and me,
waiting,
destined.
No one else
ever had a chance.
But no.
I don’t believe in fate
and neither do you.

Not The One
or Mr. Right
or Perfect
or Meant To Be.

Just Adam and Eve
Again
Making a choice
Trying to find their way
back into the garden.

It wasn’t always you.

It became you.

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