A Meeting Beyond Time

It’s been just a few days,

Since our paths first crossed,

A moment so fleeting, yet it feels like we’ve never lost.

Then came the words,

A conversation began,

And what started as simple talk,

Turned into something grand.

The flow of words turned into a storm,

A whirlwind of emotions, rising and warm.

A flood of feelings, overwhelming, deep,

As if we’d known each other forever,

As if time itself had chosen to sleep.

With every smile,

With every glance thrown my way,

Their presence felt familiar,

Like the soft light of day.

Their laughter, a melody,

Their gaze a silent plea,

And in that moment,

I knew—they were meant to be.

I felt as though we’d met before,

Long, long ago,

Perhaps in another life,

On another world we’d know.

A connection so ancient,

A bond beyond space and time,

As if our souls had always danced,

In some forgotten rhyme.

How do these ties form,

These connections so true?

How do spirits find each other,

From lives we never knew?

Is it the thread of destiny,

Or fate’s unseen hand,

That brings us together,

From some faraway land?

Maybe, just maybe,

This bond we now feel,

Is older than we imagine,

A truth that we can’t conceal.

For souls, when they meet,

Don’t just wander, don’t just roam,

They find their way back,

To a place they’ve always known.

These ties don’t break,

They only bend and grow,

Through lifetimes, through changes,

They silently flow.

We may part,

But we will always return,

For when souls are bound,

They eternally yearn.

We meet, we part,

And then we meet again,

These timeless connections,

A story without end.