With you, I'm born again...

I became afraid, despite of everything that transpired over what feels like a millenium. I know I should be filled with joy, for this reunion is proof that love can still be ours, but I realise the bell has already tolled this evening. The sun has long since set, and the grinch that stole you away is about to come reclaim what is his, and there's nothing I can do to stop it. So I stare at you and wait and live a lifetime in these remaining moments...

Just because something takes long to get, doesn't mean it will last, and when something is over, it doesn't always pass. We choose for it to stay and be a part of us. We like how it feels, how it stings, how it makes us remember everything we gave up on the path to get it. Yet knowing all of this, has not stopped me from once again, finding myself hoping and wishing, for a forever after, that we both know can never be...

Who am I? And how I wonder, will this story end? It's not easy to explain, but I have a feeling I'll never know, because I'm not really suppose to. We aren't lost, we just tell ourselves we are, so we can justify the mistakes we make. I found you, and you found me, and together we found our souls, and now when we look deep inside each others eyes, for the briefest of moments, we are filled with an enigmatic calm, which sets the tone for the journey ahead...