The Fates and Their Ant Farm

Funny how the best laid plans can fly out the window with a single look. how a lonely heart can go from so very empty to so very full in only a glance. how your face can literally ache from smiling so much. i hope it lasts. i hope it feels the same tomorrow as it does today. a connection, of the heart and soul and mind. seems so perfect. like two halves who've been wandering around their whole lives and then finally come together like opposite ends of a magnet. chemistry. easy easy conversation. agreement on everything substantial. how strange the fates. what games they play with us their ant farm. every so patiently watching from outside the glass. turning the tables and creating the moments that shape our forever. or lack there of.