Meeting U Was the Best Coincidence

It’s ironic how life works sometimes—the most unexpected people can turn out to be the ones who leave the deepest marks. And you, without even trying, became someone I couldn’t imagine my life without.

There’s something beautiful about the randomness of it all, isn’t there? How two people, going about their separate lives, could cross paths at just the right time.

It feels like fate, or maybe just a happy accident, but I prefer to believe that meeting you was the best coincidence happened in my whole life.

Though, Isn’t it strange, how people can change? How we can go from being complete strangers, to friends, to something more—lovers, even.

It’s a beautiful transformation tho, one that happens slowly at first, and then all at once.

The transition is almost unnoticeable, like a tide rising, until one day you look around and realize that the person you once didn’t know has become your whole world. And then, as if by some silent rule of the universe, sometimes tide pulls back, leaving you as strangers once again.

But for a while, there was love, wasn’t there?

Even if it didn’t last, even if the ending wasn’t the fairy tale we’d imagined, there was something real in those moments.

It’s easy to forget that love doesn’t always mean forever. Sometimes, it’s just a moment in time.

I sometimes think back to those times, to the way we fit together so effortlessly, and I can’t help but smile,

at least for a while, it was love.

— The kind of love that doesn’t need grand gestures or perfect endings. The kind that exists simply in shared glances, quiet nights, and to simply know that for a moment, we were each other’s comfort place.

“Don’t regret the day we met, don’t forget the time we spent” –Hardest To Love

There’s no use in regretting the meeting of two souls that changed each other’s lives, even if things didn’t last.

However brief the time shared, ‘tis part of who we are now. Those memories are imprinted on us, and to regret them would be to deny the beauty of those moments.

Regret is indeed tempting, especially when things don’t end the way we wished and hoped,

but I choose to hold onto the good.

Though it’s hard to let go, forgetting those times would be even harder. They were real, they mattered, and they will always be a part of our story, no matter how it ended.

But the truth is, it wasn’t my plan to cut you off. I didn’t want to let go so completely. But I swear, everything that happened between us kept haunting me.

The moments that once brought so much joy, turned into distractions that I couldn’t escape. Every time I thought about what you might be doing, it hurt. The idea of you living your life without me, moving on, being happy—it was too much to bear.

It made me feel like I was standing still, stuck in the past, while you were thriving without me. it was painful, So I decided to step away and to cut ties

—not because I wanted to, but because I needed to.

It wasn’t that I didn’t care about what was happening in your life. In fact, it was the opposite,

I cared too much.

Seeing you happy without me, hearing about your life continuing on while mine felt paused—it broke me. So I thought, maybe if I didn’t know, it wouldn’t hurt as much.

I didn’t want to feel like I was being left behind. I just wanted to protect myself from the pain, from the thought that your happiness no longer had anything to do with me.

And yet, even as I distanced myself, I never stopped wishing you well. I still hope, wherever life takes you, you’re always in a good place, surrounded by peace and joy. Just because I’m not part of your life anymore, doesn’t mean I want anything less for you. My heart will always root for you from afar, even if our paths no longer cross.

I care for you still, and I will forever

life can twist and turn, people can enter your world and leave just as quickly, but even in the aftermath, I wouldn’t change a thing.

Even of we couldn’t hold on to it forever, Meeting you was still the best coincidence of my life.

I believe, the best things in life aren’t meant to last—they’re meant to be experienced, cherished, and then let go.

And even if we are strangers again now, I will always carry that love we made, however brief it may have been. Our story will always be a reminder for me that some of the most important connections we make are those that surprise us.

That story that fleets as it was, will forever be a chapter I treasure.

whether it was fate or chance, meeting you was still the best coincidence. And even though we’re no longer together, I’ll always be grateful for those times—for the love that was, if only for a little while.

Because, in the end, it’s the affection and love we shared matter most, and I won’t regret a single one of them.