Unsure Warmth

Different destinies for two persons.

Red strings are our directions,
In the destination we're meant to be together.
Pushing us to meet,
In the middle of the hallway.
Seeing each other like a wind,
No words to say.
Yet fate still connects us,
Second time around,
One heart pounds, other beats.
One eye sparks, as well as his.
Facing the other side, like a mirror.
Reflects ourselves heartwarmingly.
Same mind and interests.
Nevertheless, are hearts the same?
Pretending you're mine,
Feels your affection, yet
Are we going to be as one,
In this interchangeable world?
Uncertain for love,
Scared of falling,
Spinning questions in head,
Because of this unusual warmth,
Between destiny and decision.