My overthinking mind asked a question,
I tried seeking the answer in procrastination,
Were You created just for Me,
Or to create a beautiful tragedy.
Were You created to inflict pain,
Or to heal this broken heart,
To make me fall in Love again,
Or to break me apart.
Until now were You living amongst the stars,
Or created from the love of the universe,
To tattoo me with infinite scars,
Or to release Me from this eternal curse.
Wondering why were You created,
Wondering what spell have You casted,
Stay as You are,
Even if miles afar.
I wonder if Our eyes can meet a bit longer,
Or were You meant to be a stranger,
As look at the stars above,
My overthinking mind has fallen in love.
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