i like to think that we have string tied to someone else, for a lifetime, or through another lifetime. a string tied on our pinky fingers, no matter how far or near we are, we’ll be destined to meet eventually through the push and pull.
it is a tragedy that i longed for a long time to meet the other end of my string. wondering if they will eventually found me, or what if they get lost on their way to me because the string is tangled in the middle? wondering if we have already crossed path, but unaware that we are tied on each end of the string.
or what if the string became loose? will it take them longer to meet me? what if the string stretched, almost broken?
these thoughts would keep me up on the nights i feel lonely.
but then there’s you. i know from the first time we met, the thought of us being together is inevitable.
what i’ve been wondering for a long time was right all along. we have crossed paths before, unaware of each other’s existence, while having a very close proximity that there’s a very high probability of us being in the same room before we know each other.
but that’s the beauty of having invisible string tying us together all along. it’s keeping us close, though we haven’t met at all.
i thought our first date was the very first time i met you. but it felt like i’ve known you for a lifetime. it felt so surreal that i was convinced we are tied together in another lifetime, or in another universe.
what a cosmically mysterious connection that we have — said a psychic i once brought us to. they said we were together in another lifetime, yet we found each other in this lifetime.
if what they said were true, then i am convinced our invisible string kept us close to each other through space and time. even if we became celestial lights, i’ll know how you shine. even we were distorted by time and space, i’ll know where i’d find you.
this invisible string really is a cosmic mystery, but i don’t need to solve it as long as you’re with me.
if we are separated by distance, know that the string will keep us close.
if i go far, pull the string so i know you miss me.
if we are hurdling through space and time, keep the string tied to our pinky fingers.
in another universe, promise me we will find each other.
