2019.03.17.
We could have met
We could have met,how many times you have passed by me and our eyes never locked
we were in the same places, and we could have met.
How many times you were beside me, and I didn't turn
and on the same bench, if you have stayed a little longer,
I could have sat beside you, by chance
How chances played us,
when we were crying on different pillows at the same time
and where we kneeled on the same floor
Praying that I will meet you...and you were just beside me
and to see you, for the first time,
even if you have been passing by me since ever.
How our hands missed each other
and we missed lots of chances, never paying attention to each other
and on every crossroad, life was laughing at us
How many times I leaned towards you and then withdrew back
if you would have spoken a word, laughed or murmured,
I could have heard your voice
How chances played us,
when we were crying on different pillows at the same time
and where we kneeled on the same floor
Praying that I will meet you...and you were just beside me
and to see you, for the first time,
even if you have been passing by me since ever.