If only you could see what I see,
Beauty in your imperfections,
Comfort in our conversations,
Our inside jokes that got us connected instantly,
But alas, things often don't work out the way we want them to, right?
It wasn't meant to be, I tell myself; sometimes I wonder what you think about it.
Years later, maybe we'll meet somewhere and we'll talk like friends. Maybe, maybe not. But that'll be a conversation worth remembering, I'm sure.
Until next time. :)