In the blink of an eye Destiny had changed. Again!
… I have lacked.
But I will find a way to bring it back.
And I’m banking on your capacity to read my mind and know how I feel about you.
I can’t read a mind to save myself and I don’t believe that telepathy is true.
But your response to what’s on my mind will determine how happy I’ll be.
How has this notion that you must be able to read my mind conceived?
It’s because I love you and I think you should know that’s true
And if you don’t then it’s not fate and we’re not meant to be.
Because maybe there’s a truer love to be found if I don’t make it with you,
And maybe they’ll read my mind and see my love for them is true.
But maybe I will get to that point in life and find that just like you,
They too could not read my mind, and thus my lunatic ideas would mean we’re through.
And then, all over again I’d start the wait,
In search for a love, I’d hope and pray that this time it’s not too late.
I’d be older and wiser and realise that I should have spoken my mind
Because there were words written on my heart to which you were faultlessly blind.
And thereafter, whatever happens I will go on living a regretful existence
But if I could wish for and be granted another life I would not bear such resistance.
Fierce, free and fabulous was my little lioness. She was small, yes, but perhaps she was stronger than anyone I ever knew.
I adored the depths to which her heart could stretch. That too was unlike anything I ever did see.
Today, just a over a year since I first saw the little lioness, I stand tall by her side, as if I had know her all my life, and celebrate.
Into the future we roar for her loves in life to come resounding back!