When the stars align
Let Cupid’s arrow fly
In that glance
They have one chance
If the lighting is just right
If the timing is good
If the choir of angels sings
Will the barrier fall?
Will they know?
But the moment passes
God throws a handful of popcorn
“But it’s canon!”
The angels whisper, “I ship it.”
Blinded by life
They miss their chance
But soulmates always find their way back.