inayat

i wish i could say it again. you appeared in my life like the universe had been plotting it all along, the kind of chance encounter that makes you question coincidence.

i asked the stars if some people are meant to meet even if only for a moment. no answer came, but something in me understood. that day on campus when our paths crossed, time slowed down - suddenly the hostel was just somewhere to rest, and every walkway became a place where fate might reconnect us. i found myself taking longer routes, believing some invisible thread was still trying to bring us together.

your messages remain saved, like evidence that magic exists. the songs still play, bookmarking moments we shared. we don't speak now, but i'm certain our meeting wasn't random - just two people whose timelines were meant to intersect briefly.

you're my favorite what if.

you're my favorite almost.

and my favorite unfinished story.