If I meet the one,
by Diana González
My Prince charming,
Will I know it?
Is it possible for fate to interfere?
From letting us become one?
Or will it help us be a whole.
A whole for which cannot be broken
Like a circle that has no edges to
Separate one from another.
Or will it act as a heart,
That can be broken from edge to end,
And starts to tear as soon as one or the other has second thoughts.
But in the end should I trust my heart,
Which keeps my body alive and warm,
My mind that keeps me thinking about consequences and past mistakes,
Or destiny which is fate,
But does destiny even exist,
Or is it just a state of mind,
Or simply free will.