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.


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