As I stood there , looking at you leave into the grey and the forgotten world,
The tears weren’t falling.
I was numb
One big emptiness.
My knees were weak,
The Universe stopped , as I stopped breathing.
You choose, and I choose the same.
To tear us apart.
It was written that we must meet.
It was a mistake for us to meet.
The One above, the Universe, made all possible to bring us together.
To create a unique piece of art,
So soft, gentle, universal love.
And such a fabulous mistake.
I dream of you often and I know you dream about me too.
At least, we meet there, the kissing ghosts
In the non-existing world of lost souls.
Of all that I have done terribly wrong in my life,
You are and you will be always be,
My most treasured mistake.