fate; destiny
by definition we were supposed to meet.
We were supposed to love forever, and we are.
Loving unabashed.
Out in the open.
We wear our colors on cold winter nights cause our light was always on the inside
We only required protection from ourselves.
I kept your secrets and you pressed my scarlet letter
I confess you are not a god, but the best company in places only God has seen.
You have been my band-aid there.
I hope to one day discover why you endure my brand of blue, my shade of distress.
Our love will be questioned,
Our public displays will keep them guessing why we love hard and not.
Why we bleed to each other for show
Why nothing is as it seems and why we wouldn’t change it.

I am painting your favorite emotion on my face
You are writing images of the words we would say in solitude.

We have created a language all our own
Speak in Braille,
Converse in steps,
Walk into hearts and remain. Staying is part of our strength.

We judge our honesty with telling faces,
“I told you so” knuckled and waiting for someone to trample on our invisible lines.

I know your lines,
I heard your silence before singing off-key
Our friendship was meant to be.
Kismet means fate; destiny.