Fate looks down
Picking and tying knots
For when Fate ties them together
Never shall the life strings come apart
A distraction comes after Fate
Trying to unweave threads
They fray
They stay
Nothing to untwist them
Disregarding them helps no one
Fate picks so few, never many matches
Melding life strings into one
Friend, lover, or foe
Matters not
Not to Fate
Making lives from peices
Changing plans in the process
Letting other threads come into play
Knowing those want to stay
Tiny parts woven in too
Not as strong
As Souls fated