I read today
about Karmic Partners,
and I find myself scared,
and I pray that is not
what we’ve found
in each other.
—
Because Karmic matches,
they are not meant to last,
they cannot last.
—
If we are Karmic,
then we will love
so brutally,
that we split.
—
No amount
of “I love you’s
or “I’m sorry’s
or times that we
choose each other
will keep us
from bursting.
—
And I want us to last.
—
I want us to stay intertwined,
not hit so hard
against each other
that we bounce apart.
—
I want to stay wrapped,
in the gentle way
that we are now.
—
I want to stay close enough
that I can keep my cheek
pressed against yours
while we sleep
and where your hands
still trace the bumps on my arms.
—
We’ve been together
for fifty-seven days,
and I knew
I loved you within
the first forty-five.
—
But I am finding
myself counting down
the days till we break.
—
Except all I need
is for you to rub
my shoulders
and tell me
I’m important,
I’m valid and
I am worthy.
And you do,
without me asking.
—
I realize that
my heart is wrapped
around yours.
So, I would take
this risk of heartache
over and over again.
—
Just to be loved by you,
however long,
because I know
that I am here
for both of us
and so are you.
—
So hopefully,
we are not
Karmic Partners,
and the universe
holds more for us
than passion
and a short line
in time.
—
I want to believe that
it is our souls that
have drawn us
close and
guided our steps
down the roads
we’ve walked
until we met.