Poem: The Poetry of Fortune

It is said that 
they meet at infinity
two parallel lines.

He, the believer 
waited years and years 
believing so
believing it blindly

Infinity is something 
that never comes as a destination 
Poor his innocence!

He ran 
embracing his pure love for her
in one line.
In another,
She ran carrying the future for their life.
both dreaming about meeting at infinity.
Oh the innocence of them!

Why love and future don't walk together?
Why one of them has to be left behind?
two unfortunate lovers! 

The wise men say,
The fortune of meeting 
two unfortunate lovers,
Is also a matter of fortune.
Is also a fortunate thing.