This story doesn’t have

A true beginning

And I don’t know if it

Will have an end

With love it is hard

To pinpoint the exact minute

It surpassed lust and

Encompassed your heart

We were close friends

Who had never met

Then we were lovers

Who had never touched

Soul-mates

But living separate lives

Perfect together

But a million miles apart

In the middle of the 

Story with no beginning 

Our world's collided 

No longer just a fantasy

Did our story start

As friends who never met?

Or does it start with 

Each box I begin to pack?

My old life in stacks

Ready for the moving truck

Is this where we begin

To write the next chapter?

Our chatter and laughter

Filled the car as we drove

The road long and winding

Much like our journey was

We are in a story 

With no clear beginning 

Friends transformed

Seemlessly into lovers

Our cyber worlds

Meshed with reality 

This step is simply

Our next chapter

This is not the end

Of our story.

Because the story 

With no clear beginning 

Has no end in sight.