"THE" Familiar stranger

I settled in a situation,
love is the least thing you can call it.
Something that lacked meaning,
yet somehow, there was no escaping.

All for that small affection,
I've mistaken love for mere attention.

Barely valued-
some would say “just used.”
For whatever it was,
all I felt was blue.

But right when the thought of love for me ended,
something heaven-sent just started.

Unexpectedly, on cue-
right when surviving was all Im trying to do.

Was it predetermined?
When all our rhythms intertwined,
even the connection felt divine.

Our frequency knows no coincidence.
You felt my vibration,
as I slowly immersed in your energy.
Not gonna lie-
we could’ve been a perfect synergy.

You get me. You just do.
Everything felt lighter because of you-
the laughs you gave me,
took away all the blues.

I was a loner.
Having company was always a choice and never a necessity,
until you came along...

And suddenly,
all I could think about
was your warm embrace,
and the excitement
of seeing you day by day.

You taught me a lot,
but you loved me more.

Where do I even begin?
There’s too much about you to adore.
Actually..

You once asked me to define love-
but how could I ever define you?
When even to me,
it felt too good to be true.

Mesmerizing-

What are the odds
of meeting someone
who instantly feels like home?

In a world of endless universes
and infinite probabilities,
what is there to ignore
when all the signs
lead us
to each other’s doors?

Do we knock before we enter-
or do we 'just' enter,
because it’s home?

Something like this is hard to come by,
but as they say,
we’ll never know
if we never try.

It’s a shame
we had to say goodbye-
and everything we ever shared
ended with:
“At least we tried.”