"Two souls don't meet each other by a simple accident" - Jorge Luis Borges
The inspiration for this poem to came to me on a late night in March evening when I was reading "First Love and Other Novellas" by Samuel Beckett, and I had read a quote that said, "Love brings out the worst in man and no error. But what kind of love was this, exactly? Love-passion?.
I couldn't stop thinking about this quote even when I had fallen asleep. so not too complicate it too much but you never know how much time you have with someone before they leave or become a stranger to you. so have fun with them, make memories, get drunk together, laugh together, simle together, struggle together, because maybe one day you'll be just a stranger to them and the only things that remains is memories, photos and texts messages but "maybe we will meet again when the time is right because... two souls don't meet each other by a simple accident"