#cross paths

ships in the night,

only meant to cross paths

and continue on our way,

but we threw ropes across

from your deck to mine

and my deck to yours,

and we held on for dear life.

Until the storms blew through and frayed them,

until the sun came up and blinded us,

until you started looking off toward the horizon.

You dropped the ropes and sailed away,

and I looked down at the blisters on my hands

and suddenly remembered

there was somewhere else I was supposed to be.

We were meant to cross paths.

7 seconds,

Psychology says,

To make an impression that lasts.

From the very first start,

A sense of calm that made me nervous.

A stranger, felt deep in my heart.

Longed for, dreamed of, thought about.

You saw me for who I was.

Took my love,

No more, no less.

Growing stronger day by day.

7 seconds,

Psychology says,

To make an impression that lasts.

A lifetime,

We are meant to join paths.