In Another Life

The life is already scripted , 
Like a book , 
The book of ours .
 
But why ?
Our genre is like this .
The one the reader never fancies .
The one the reader never cares .
The one , they say , the forbidden .

And even though , 
The story of ours will always end this way , 
I’ll reread it without hesitation .

And although , 
Our names are not in the end of the story , 
I’ll always remember the pages we are on.

Because I know , 
Maybe in another life , 
In another life we would be happy , 
And as we said goodbye ,
I knew that next time , 
Next time it would be us .
Together at last .

#brokenjames

By: Zaim Luqman

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