What is meant to be will Never be…

In the Dark Starry Night....

Came my Knight in shining Armour...

I was love struck as he seemed to be a charmer...

I was his muse and he kept swinging on our tunes..

He saw a life so different from what was routine..

It felt like, wish this could be the new routine...

It was a chance we took...

From Friday to Friday..

Every small little good luck charm we shook...

As yet when life is so still...

All that happened is blissful and distill

No Regret or Guilt…

Every bit of it was felt….

We will emerge through this…

Narrate this Love affair to our Grand kids….

Probably then it will make sense…

Why some times what is meant to be will never be….