Celestial Lottery

For a second, there,
I thought we could be soul-mates
that you could be what
I’d been looking for
all this time.
I thought you could be the one
– that we could have won
some sort of celestial lottery
with each other.

There was a day
– an hour, at least –
when I had faith
a sacred understanding
that this was it
that I had found the last person
I would love.
I thought it was over
and I’d achieved
the end.

I saw culmination.
I contemplated concord.
I felt complete.
I thought we had reached something,
something sincere
something simple
something else.

For the shortest of instant,
I thought it was the end if history
but it seems
history won’t stop
for any of us.

About Jonathan Berger

I used to write quite a bit more.
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