I believe in fate, my friend
Because I met you
I still find it so strange that our little infinity
Was born from coincidence
How can accidents be so potent?
I am so used to love
At the tip of the sword
Fate has never been very kind to me
It was always easier to accept
Chaos, in its cruelty
Sometimes I pray, you know
Is it sad that all I can do is pray?
I pray that this barren world is fertile enough for this
Call it a house, a child, a tree
Call it love, call it me.
And I know these scars will bleed
But both of our hearts believe
That all of the stars will guide us home.
Inspired by The Fault in Our Stars