Red Thread of Fate (but it’s about you and me)
It’s a simple story of boy meets girl and girl falls for boy. She was me and he was you.
Our accidental meeting was unintentional, but it led to our unconventional friendship.
In the dark of the night, you told me your secrets, and I told you mine.
It felt kismet, and really, over time, I thought I would be yours, and you would be...
Over The Red Thread of Fate, I did trip and fall for you.
When I could no longer avoid the truth, I told you: I was in love with you.
You told me that you had no attraction to me or feelings for me whatsoever.
You said as for you and me, it would happen never.
Distraught, I sought advice from The Old Man Under the Moon,
If I had a soulmate, he would be the one who knew.
I asked Yue Lao who it would be, and devastatingly, it was you who was the one for me.
If it was up to me, it would be anyone else, but as for our love,
The man who tied our ankles together said it was true.
Even with my hesitant acceptance of the truth, moving on from you was all I could do.
In the old mythology, the girl and the boy find their way back together,
But beliefs aren’t concrete, and I have no control over these kinds of things whatsoever.
Though I know better, for him, I would (and seemingly must) wait forever.
I could cut our cord, The Red Thread of Fate, but I decided:
I don’t want that. I want him.
So, to cut our thread? I would never.
ESTON ROSE won 2nd Place of the Poetry Writing Contest. She is a painter, a poet, and overall passion seeker. Though an emerging poet, she hopes to cultivate an oeuvre that inspires. The arrival of her online presence is en route – in the meantime you can still follow her on Instagram @estonrose