Prophecy on an Autumn Night

‘He won’t always be the most significant event in your love life.’
Words spoken to me on a grim autumn night long ago,
When everything had gone awry,
By a friend who would go on to be so much more,

Did I suspect even then that he would be the one
To supplant that very title?
I don’t believe so, but perhaps I should have,
Strange, how these…