Clear Grief

“We long to meet, but there is no cause; we struggle to let go, but cannot. If fate did not bring us together in this life, then let us make a wish to meet again in the next.”

For hundreds of years, I looked back, asking only to brush past you once. But in the end, all we did was pass each other by. In those three hundred years we lost, will you still remember me? I owe them more than I could ever repay, but you, you are just right. May you be well. Until we meet again…