There is an odd synchronicity in the way parallel lives veer to touch one another, change direction, and then come close again and again until they connect and hold for whatever it was that fate intended to happen.
Please leave format credit to 1986! Sometimes I get stuck on the ‘what-ifs.’ On the hearts I could’ve been broken by or the people I could’ve loved in return. What would those adventures have been like? What stories remain untold? “
when you think about it, you don’t really have any control over who you meet, when you meet them, or how much a person can affect your very existence. Had you decided not to kiss that boy too quickly, your story might’ve been different. Had you decided to, you might’ve gotten another outcome. What if you got sick and didn’t go to the pub that weekend? You might not have met your best friend. What if you got to the library an hour late? You might not have met your ex-boyfriend who would later screw you over so bad you’d escape to another city, experiment with different things, meet several people, stumble across a soulmate or two, and relearn to be at peace. Isn’t it strange, where life can take us? How everything you know right at this second can just suddenly change in a snap? Isn’t it strange? Isn’t it amazing? Isn’t it stupefyingly terrifying?
seafoam* posted a quote
November 27, 2015 4:32am UTC
YOU SAID IF IT IS meant to be fate will bring us back together. For a second I wondered if you were really that naive. If you really believed fate worked like that. As if it lived in the sky staring down at us, as if it was not already within us, as if fate was not the choices we make, as if it had five fingers and it spent its time placing us like pieces of chess. Who taught you that, tell me, go on. Who convinced you you'd been given a heart and a mind but it wasn't yours to use, that your actions did not define what would become of you? I wanted to scream, shout. ‘It's us you fool. We're the only ones that can bring us back together.’ But instead I sat there quietly, smiling softly through quivering lips thinking isn't it such a tragic thing when you can see it so clearly but the other person doesn't.
requiem posted a quote
September 22, 2015 8:51am UTC
♥ while you were sleeping i figured out everything i was constructed for you, & you were moulded for me now i feel your name, coursing through my veins }} you shine so bright it's insane, you put the sun to shame
What do you say when you’re not enough to make someone stay? What do you do when you meet the love of your life and realize it’s all about timing? How do you accept that no matter how perfect you are for each other, circumstances get in the way? How do you compete with that kind of fate?
zimchim* posted a quote
September 8, 2014 5:13pm UTC
while she was floating, miles away from even the slightest thought or belief in this thing called "fate," he danced with it, desperately enveloping his entire being around it, without even a hint of hesitation.