No sooner met but they looked, no sooner looked but they loved, no sooner loved but they sighed, no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason.
I wrote a 496 word letter to myself
trying to explain what went wrong.
Trying to understand my mistake,
Trying to point out yours.
All effort went in vain
All ink, spilled.
All words, meaningless.
But all the while
As the clock ticked in
The 1 hour 26 minutes
All that I could comprehend was
Maybe it was meant to be.
Maybe it wasn’t meant to be after all.