Your life,
My life,
Our life.
Can that be so?
Is it truly possible that the life you lead is mine?
There is a bridge somewhere,
We crossed it once, or maybe more than once.
It took us to a bank, a shore, the other side.
As we crossed, we stared into each other’s eyes.
It was a long way down.
There was a fate planned out for us, a destiny.
There was a place in time for us, just ours.
There was a life for us, for both.
Yes, on the other side there was a single life for both of us.
