Your Grey Eyes
I was so sure that my future laid in your grey eyes.
That we would get married, have kids, and grow old together.
I was so sure that we were meant to be.
If anyone had asked me: "Who do you think is your soulmate?" I would've smiled and pulled you close for for a kiss.
But now it isn't me that's pulling you close. It's him.
He's the one who has a future that lies in your grey eyes.
He's the one you'll get married with, have kids with, and grow old with.
He's the one who's meant for you.
I'm so sorry that we weren't meant to be. I'm so sorry that our love will never be enough for you. I'm so sorry that we won't be the stuff of legends. I'm so sorry that your eyes will forever be drifting towards him.
I'm so sorry that love isn't measured by time.
I know that in another lifetime, we would have been together. In that blessed alternate universe, he would have died by your hand and you would have been mine.
In that universe, I would've lived in the future that lies in your grey eyes.
Your eyes would've been the first thing that I saw in the mornings.
It would have been the thought of them that carried me through the day.
And the love in them would've been the last thing that I felt just before I fell asleep.
But no.
In this lifetime, he loves you, and you love him.
In this lifetime, you just gravitate towards him, and he gravitates towards you. You're his gravity, and he is yours.
In this lifetime, he keeps you sane, and you keep him sane. He protects you from your nightmares, and you keep away his.
In this lifetime, you just fit with him, and he just clicks with you. You're two puzzle pieces, together at last.
I never could, I can't, and I never will be able to be for you what he is.
I'm sorry, Katniss.
I'm so sorry that we were so sure that my future laid in your grey eyes.