When Worlds Collide

I’m grateful that the universe leads “me to you” and “you to me” in that busy afternoon when everything seems to be fast and in a rush until our eyes met.

In that particular moment, the world seems to stop revolving as if it’s the end because the people, the things, and space are reacting and moving slowly.

The forces of attraction make us connected like two worlds that collide as gravity pulls us in the center of attention.

This is destiny they said. It is written in the colorful dots twinkling in night heaven as what a fortuneteller will say as she read and interpret our fate with her crystal ball.

Whether it’s because of the doing of a divine entity or unexplainable force of the universe, that is one of the most memorable days I’ve encountered in my life because it changed everything. I wish that I can still reminisce about it when I’m an old man.

The rough road I’m walking onto became firmly flourished and cemented. Light shattered the darkness that surrounds me. And my existence came across to one of its purposes — to love and serve you until death. If it didn’t happen, I don’t think that you’re now lying in my shoulder, and together, besides the glass window of our room, both of us were looking from afar to stare at the unfolding day sky as the Sun is rising from the East.

Darling, my sweet dear, I’ll take care of you and we’ll venture this world together holding each other’s hand tightly as we know that we can by trusting our hearts. I love you.