Now we seem a world away...

And so as another chapter of my story ends, I am left contemplating the ramifications of recent developments. Perhaps I needed to meet someone like you. Someone to remind me that there is so much more to life than living, and that there are souls even more lost than mine. I don't feel sad or angry, I'm just wondering why our destinies unravelled so utterly without warning and clear meaning. Perhaps if we found each other in a different time, in another world, things could have worked out. I think I could have loved you, or least enjoyed falling in love with you. But alas the universe decided it was not meant to be, and I find myself, once again, alone in my bed with my thoughts keeping me company and the stars taunting me to chase my dreams. My gut tells me we shall meet again, and maybe then we'll both have changed just enough to give this another go. I hate saying goodbye, because it seems so final, so detrimental to everything I stand for, yet I cannot phantom any other words. So here it is, my farewell and my promise that I'll think of you fondly - I'll think of you a lot.