AnonymousDH206 I’m really glad you liked it. The poem fit so perfectly that when I heard it I just had to vid it to them! Thanks :)

malagenabolakaful Thanks, and yes, I agree, it fits them so perfectly it’s unbelievable. I’m glad you enjoyed it :)

Fernanda Vidal Fernanda Thank you so much! I agree, it seems absolutely perfect for them!

drama queen Thanks :) I really wanted to keep it simple to emphasise the meaning of the poem and the way they feel, I’m glad you picked up on that.

do you have the text of the poem? i can't find it online and i'm not a native speaker of english, i hope i've had understood well each phrase

drama queen Here they are: As I stand on this street corner and watch these two roads meet, I suddenly feel at peace. Maybe it’s because at my feet lies the intersection of two distinct paths merging at a point of vulnerability. Maybe it’s because it’s a reminder of you and me and the blissful bond we once shared. Without a care in the world my arms wrapped around you to shelter you from the cold. Two souls kept warm by each other’s company; two hearts dancing in the rain playfully; two minds with the same thing in mind: you want me to be yours and I want you to be mine. I don’t know maybe I’m crazy. Maybe time has finally outplayed me. Maybe I've stopped seeing beauty in the little things. Maybe I've stopped appreciating the gift life brings. Maybe I'm in over my head. Or maybe l just miss the familiar contours of your body under the chalk white sheets of my bed. I don't know, maybe this is normal. Maybe I stopped being myself after you left. Maybe this is all a test. Maybe I failed and I couldn't clean up the mess. Maybe that's why the rain suddenly feels colder on my skin. Maybe that's why every time I try to apologize I don't know where to begin or where to end. All these things that l've typed up in my mind, that l wanna tell you, I just can’t bring myself to hit send. Maybe I fucked up and I won't admit it. Maybe I'm a coward. Seems like I've got all the time in the world, maybe should do something about it. I mean, every minute without you feels like an hour. Maybe I'm a fool for distancing myself from you. Maybe that's why I couldn't admit that I loved you. Because, for some reason, I couldn't accept the fact that maybe, just maybe, you might have loved me too. What is your first language by the way? (Mine is Spanish but I have lived in England for nearly 12 years now)

my first language is italian, that's completely different from english. i actually understood much of the poem but i was afraid i had lost a few words, which luckily happened rarely

drama queen I get what you mean, that sometimes happens to me too! Io sto imparando l'italiano, è un bel linguaggio :)

acuriousbeastie Thank you so much. I heard this poem and thought of them immediately - I’m glad you liked it :)