We were the pages of the same book,
all these chapters had you and me.
We were meant to be read together,
forever bound in this story.

My words with feelings
resting between your sighs,
each turn over whispered my love,
while kissing your name every time .

As I reached the final page,
with tears falling, I began to think-
our names side by side,
merged forever in the same ink.

Wait---
and suddenly I saw the name,
all this wasn’t fate written.
It was a delusion, a fantasy…
and the author was me.