The Red strings of fate

They say we all are connected to our soulmate,
With the red strings of fate.

But honey
I can see those strings of fate
And your doesn't connect to mine.
I keep this secret in my heart,
Pretending to be fine.

Every night I follow the path of strings
But you are the not the place it brings.


So I swallowed my urge to love
And cut the strings in two.
I don't want the fate,
which wasn't attached to you.


Now I'm tying my broken string to yours
With thousands of knots,
which god himself can't broke.