If many of the only encounters with him in your life are interrupted, you move on without knowing it. Maybe it would be a perfect fit with other people, but no one knows the days that were supposed to be with him. Maybe God will know, the stars in the sky will know, the wind will know, and a white cloud will happen to pass by, so it will cry sadly, it will rain lightly in the sky, and I will know that I have missed you.
Intention: Full embrace