Life, Chance, and Fate

You love them,

oh yes you do;

but it cannot be.

You cannot be together.

You want them so badly;

to hold them,

love them,

know they are yours.

But it cannot happen.

What decides this?

Cruel life? Chance?

Or is it fate?

But who is to know,

what the future may hold?

You wonder, why?

Why must it be so?

What to do with this love?

What is life; fate?

Is it all left to chance?

What gives any; life, chance, or fate,

the right to deprive you of them?

Who do they think they are?

I'll tell you.

Chance is the thing which rules our existence.

Life is the thing which you must must make the best of.

Fate is the thing which you decide for yourself.