On fate

I don’t completely believe in fate, neither do I in chance. I don’t know if things are meant to happen, or whether some paths were meant to cross. But knowing you, I’m afraid to believe in chance, for it means that I could have missed you, that we may never have met, and that scares me, to know that I may have never known you. To believe that something so special was borne out of chance is to say all those moments spent with you could possibly not have happened. But those memories mean so much, there has to be a greater reason behind it. Those memories of us sitting together, eating, talking, and fighting. The secrets, the smiles, the laughter and sometimes the tears. Little portions of our lives, stilled in time in my mind. And in these memories we are always young, dreamers, finding our way in life. I believe that people shape each other along, sometimes unseemingly, and they have left their personal footprints on our lives, our personalities. We have, in fact, grown together, and will continue to grow even more. And wherever life takes us, we’ll always have the memories. Always, the two of us, laughing talking, or even in complete silence, with a hint of a smile.

Sway

I talk to you as to a friend
I hope that's what you've
come to be
It feels as though we've
made amends
Like we found a way
eventually
It was you who picked
the pieces up
When I was a broken soul
And then glued me
back together
Returned to me what
others stole

I don't wanna hurt you
I don't wanna make you sway
Like I know I've done before
I will not do it anymore
I've always been a dreamer
I've had my head among
the clouds
Now that I'm coming down
Won't you be my solid ground?

I look at you and see a friend
I hope that's what you wanna be
Are we back now where
it all began?
Have you finally forgiven me?

You gathered my dreams in
When they all blew away
And then tricked them
back into me
You saved me I was
almost dead –Sway by the Perishers