I stood on the edge of something beautiful and new
wondering if the universe would finally let us meet
You felt like the beginning of a breath I never drew
a fragile chance that trembled where the sky and longing meet
Your eyes carried stories I had longed my life to hear
soft chapters written gently in the margins of your soul
But fate arrived too early or too late to bring you near
and time refused to let our fractured half-hearts become whole
If stars could shift the order of the lives we had to live
I’d breathe that missing breath beside you with a steady hand
I’d give you every quiet truth I never learned to give
and walk with you through futures neither one of us had planned
In the next life when the universe rewrites what we once knew
I’ll find the breath I lost the dream I held the hope I drew
And I will take that sacred breath
with you