Always running in the wrong direction

They were fast friends 
Twin fire moon signs rising in the heat of a sleepless night
He said he’s always running in the wrong direction 
She said I’ll fuck up your whole life.

They got matching tattoos in disappearing ink and made plans to get out of this place
There were unfinished songs and unfinished business and too many steps to retrace

The comedown from her runner’s high gave way to memories of a 
Cheshire Cat smile
Whiplash from red flags and green lights 
He said he’d chase that girl for the rest of his life.

She cursed the fireworks for burning too fast 
She cursed herself for having faith in things that wouldn't last 
She cursed under her breath and treaded cordially out of respect 
for what had been laid to rest. 

False starts and fair warnings
Washed hands of fated glory 
gave way to silent mourning 
But if each life consists of them meeting like this
their ending would have its story.

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"The 11/11 portal is a gateway of divine alignment and spiritual awakening, inviting souls into higher realms of love and consciousness. Sacred relationships are born in this space, where two beings meet and recognize each other with an unspoken knowing that transcends the physical world. 

Sacred love arrives when least expected, whispered into existence by the universe. It does not sweep you off your feet, but roots you deeper in peace and divine alignment."   - Miguel Silva