Life is about coincidences

Life is about coincidences.

Coincidentally I met you.

Coincidentally I fell in love with you.

Coincidentally you didn't fall in love with me.

Coincidentally we stopped talking.

Coincidentally our ways split apart.

Coincidentally I thought about you yesterday.

Coincidentally I think about you every day.


Life is about coincidences.

Coincidentally I met another man.

Coincidentally I didn't fall in love with him.

Coincidentally he didn't fall in love with me.

Coincidentally we were happy together.

Coincidentally our ways split apart.

Coincidentally I thought about him today.

Coincidentally I don't think about you every day.

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