By Madeleine Roche
If things turned out differently, would I have met you? You were never supposed to come here. You were supposed to stay miles away from me, drifting through your life as I was with mine. But some plans don’t work out and, damn, am I lucky yours didn’t?
Do you believe in fate? Do you think that we would have met if things happened differently? Maybe you would have come to visit friends, inject yourself into my life and I would have been smitten, drawn into your smile and your laughter and I would have wanted to see you again, I would have asked about you until our paths crossed once more.
But what if we didn’t? What if we never met? What if we did but we passed by each other, something beautiful sprouting and dying in seconds, never able to flourish without the time and opportunity to get to know each other?
That would’ve been a damn shame.
We met by a beautiful accident.