What if,
I didn't move to new neighbourhood?
Maybe, we're completely strangers till now.
What if,
I didn't bump into you that day?
my two year and half wont being spent waiting for you
What if,
You didn't message me on that day?
Highschool may not be so cool?
What if,
We didn't enter the same class?
maybe, I still believe that true love exist
What if,
You didn't sit beside me on that bus?
I'll remained prude as I used to
What if,
I choose not to join committee?
Maybe, I still haven't find any interest in architecture
What if,
You got another teammate that day?
I still don't know what extraordinary is
What if,
You didn't stand beside me in the cordon?
For sure, this poem didn't exist.
I hate 'What ifs'
Silly recalls every moments passed
and curious if everything aren't same
~n0e~

Let me tell you about something
i call knots of fates
bad and good strands tied together
in a long rope called life

And if my rope come to its end
I wouldn't guff to extend
Neither grieve about it
However, I'll be grateful
For my knot is beyond perfect

One strand aren't bigger than another
both are just equall
But when its wattled
I just can't demand more

Honestly it's because of you
My friends
And It's never enough
For me to thank you
For I've seen
the most beautiful woven ever.
~n0e~