On Becoming Mature

I no longer look for signs and proofs

Our matching initials do not mean we are distant to be together

Our parents made their choices 

and that's why we share the same figures

I am mature now and I know that my happy emotional dreams are not prophecies, yet dreams are my mind's unconscious way 

of thinking of you 

When I see you out of the blue, 

it doesn't mean I have occupied your thoughts too, 

but somehow our paths intertwined just to satisfy my wandering eyes

I now know when your name somehow pops in the texts I read it's because I have blocked every other thing  

It's all in my head 

The things I wish for do not happen just because I care too much nor because I could find bonding links between me and you 

I'm mature now and I know love doesn't come this way

I know now love is not for me and you