I had often pictured how we would meet. You and I.

Maybe in a coffee shop down town? In a library while looking for some textbook in the same aisle? Perhaps at a convenience store while running an errand? Or at a restaurant while falling in line to order some takeout? During high school when I am old enough to recognize you? Or at Sunday service at the local church? Maybe at a party that we are both invited to? What about at a concert with our favorite artist? It can also be at the theater, though, while watching a movie. Or maybe during college on the first day of classes, or at various meets.

I dreamed of meeting my soul mate in a very normal way. At the perfect timing. Our eyes would connect and then we would easily recognize each other. We would feel gravitated towards each other and just as we touched those sparks would ignite the feelings that had long slept in the confines of our emotions. A mark would be forever engraved on our skins, sealing the promise that was chosen by fate.

It should be that simple.

But how come I met you too late? I was no longer eighteen—and that would have been questionable enough—when you decided to show yourself to me.

Why did you have to be the person I least expected to be? You were nothing I had ever imagined. You’re too good to be true, to be mine.

Why wasn’t this thing about ‘soul mates’ not as simple as my mother told me? I wasn’t prepared to have met you this way. It could have been easier. It shouldn’t have been this complicated. I didn’t have to be paired up with such a very complicated soul. My life was bad as it was.

It shouldn’t have been you.

But what could I do?

It looked like fate decided to play a hand in the game and suddenly decided we were compatible.

Are we?

We are.

Fate believed so.

Why can’t we?

Title: Hands of Fate (tentative)

Start: 01/18/2018

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By: mejustgotlucky

This is the first draft.

*PS. No promises. This is going to be a real rough draft since I have been in a slump in writing fan fictions and this is my form of escape for now.

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