perhaps we were never meant to be together, but i will always think we were made to love each other.
surely not indeterminately, not for life, not even for a long period of time, but for a little while.
still i hope that we will met again, in another frame of our lives, in another lifetime — where i’d be able to see your soul. where your violet scent wouldn’t haunt me wherever i go. and where you’d see me as i really am and still ask for my person.