Fate, is that it?
Or are we just here by chance?
Is it even real?
Are we caught up in real romance?
Is it really meant to be?
Or did luck lend its hand?
Because I clearly see my destiny.
And that is where you stand.
I do not want a fairytale
Or a love that is make believe.
But I know it is real because.
You give as much as you receive.
The question still remains,
Though I am too afraid to ask,
Is it fate or just chance?
And will the love last?
From the first time I saw her,
I knew she was the one I called her, Romance.
And I knew that she and I have met through chance.
Or was it destiny that I and Romance were destined at first glance?
Is it fate or just chance?
And will the love last?
As we sit together knowing that her dad is against us
Listening as our heart beats match, no distress
Until a knock at the door shatters the silence.
Who is it, could it be the end of me and Romance?
Is it fate or chance and will the love last?
As I run to hide and a sudden rush of adrenaline
Urges me to go and go and go. I realize that if its fate
Then I and romance are soul, mates.
So I turn around awaiting the chance to create
A reason for romance to be my mate.
Her dad rushed in and struck me with a knife.
I realized that it was a chance for her to be my wife.
As I lay there gasping for air
Realizing its chance and not fate
I utter a prayer
To ask a question will the love last?
By. Meldon B. (2012)
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