Weirdest encounters

Isn't fate cruel,
For making us meet only ever on nights I need lights
For making you appear as a beacon of hope, a ray of heartbeat smashing itself repeatedly blinding my eyes and guts.
Suddenly I feel like a place so small feels so big,
Just to convince myself there's a pair of holy hands who places you at the place at the time.
11pm when the moon is high,
When the traffic is quiet as quiet can be
In buses where transfers occur so swift we have no time to look up.
And all these times I ended up sitting still catching my breath as you walked briskly away-
Pretty apt representation of us,
Don't you think?