I don’t know if you’ve thought of this lately, I mean it has been a year and i’m not even sure if it was relevent for you anyways. But I think of it all the time. I see your face and wonder if you get the same feeling as I do. I look out into the crowd to find your face and it is always turned away, though I still catch glimpses of your beauty. Was it even important to you? Did you feel the same connection? We are coincidentally thrown together and at the same time then ripped apart. Is it just coincidence or is it a high being telling us to or not to be? I’m not sure, but I feel as if we are being toyed with, played with, messed around with as to seem if there were some reason to this. and to call it this is even a stretch. There is nothing between us, we haven’t talked in over a year. Aside from one instance, we might not have even contacted in over a year. There obviously is nothing drawing us apart except for the thoughts in my mind I guess.
I just wish that If I tried hard enough I could control your thoughts. That’s sick.