There’s a part of me that hopes that we’d eventually meet, in your place or mine, or somewhere else in this world
Yet deep inside I know, we’d never hear each other say good morning love, waking up at the same time, in the same bed, in the same room We’ll not be calling each other, my best friend or my soulmate
All this will just remain here, pictures, voice notes and word
We’d never get to hold each other’s hands, we’d never get to cuddle, give cheek kisses, face squishes, never hugs
It will all just be here
We’d eventually move on, meet someone else, date someone else and someday, we’d meet the the right person at the right moment, in the same time zone, in the same continent
All this will just be moments we thought we shared, moments we thought mattered, moments we thought would last
It’s okay because those moments really did
matter
The tears, the sadness and the smiles we both shared, it mattered
A whole year of my life with you in it, it mattered
STILL, grateful I met you ❤️