Paths.....

To think that we hadn't crossed paths in those times,
but that our lives had already crossed in so many ways.
It is as if our future had been laid down for us.
As if all that has happened is for a reason.
Like if it was our destiny to be together now.
Do you believe in destiny?
I, myself, don't know,
but I do believe in us.

You and me.
That I believe in.
That's all I need.

The Candle Flame

The wasp was feisty
He was stubborn
He would not give up
He was possessed
Possessed by the thought of reaching the light
The light that glittered alone in the dark
All the swatting hands
Through the dark of the night
Ever so intent to take him down
Smash his wings and break his bones.
The light led him on
The light from the candle…
He dodged and he ducked,
He fought the wind
And his eyes lit up…
He was close, he could feel the warmth
Now there was nothing more
Just the light from the candle
And when he thought he was going to grab out
The flame lashed out
Engulfed him.
It was all suddenly pitch black.