That’s my wife

 He whispers, 

“That’s my wife.”

How does he know?

He saw her from afar…

It was the first time…

He said that to his friend 

And his friend looks at him 

Like umm sir, you don’t even know 

Her name…

His eyes keep gazin at her 

Like she’s his soulmate…

The universe place her in his face 

For a reason….

Days later 

He got her number 

Few months after 

He asked her to dinner 

More than a year 

He gave her a diamond ring 

Decades later 

With kids and grandkids 

Also Great great grandkids 

She’s his wife….

He knew all along 

With all his soul 

With his full chest 

and the question still lingers 

Still remains unknown 

How do you know?

Your heart can’t be a psychic….

Is it possible to know when you know?

People see people 

From afar….

The first glance….

And nobody can predict marriage…

It just happens in romance novels….

Honestly 

I thought it was romantic 

I mean the guy didn’t point 

It’s just that maybe he has faith

He puts faith in his own unknowin 

Manifestation…

He said that’s his dream girl

And went for it…

He knew in his heart 

That was his wife….

He lived happily ever after 

Holdin hands with her at  the age of 100….

❣️©️ Kai C. 8-3-26