fate

April 23, 2018

I wasn't ready for it, I wasn't searching for it

He held my hand, kissed my face

I felt the whole earth shake

The heart is shattering, the mind is fluttering

My passion screamed so loud I couldn't hear or speak

My knees got weak and I fell for you

Maybe it was love or fate

Or maybe it was just a silly heartbreak

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