Why would you that?

I want to leave it up to chance.

In our world of logical thinking and facts.

Of all the things we can control.

I’d let the universe handle that.

That’s how we met anyway.

So, what if you never cross paths again?

Then I would  be glad we even met

that he was real.

Meeting him was unexpected.

It was a simple thought.

A rather wishful thought.

But I met him.