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My best friend and I
Have known each other
For nearly our whole lives
For this story in the timeline
Were merely seventeen
Thought we knew everything
In reality we were on the cusp
Of knowing nothing about anything
While out celebrating her birthday
We had our tarot cards read
I wasn’t much for believing in such
Whatever was to come in my life
Would surely be left up to me
The tarot reader laid it all out
I would have many who claimed
To love me, but it was the seventh
Who would be my true and forever
In every lifetime, they would find me
I laughed
She laughed
My best friend laughed
On this very night I had no idea
That you were coming all these years later
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Love finds us unaware
I love the feeling of surprise sweetness the ending brings, how it changes the meaning of the rest of the poem.
Beautiful picture you paint!