I have this gut wrenching feeling that we are going to see each other again. It won’t matter where ours lives have taken us or what relationships we might be in at the time because it will be us, again. I tell myself, you will take one look at me and melt. The scenarios I play repeatedly in my mind and I can feel my whole body get excited just to be let down with uncertainty and reality. I have no idea when we will meet again, if we ever do that is. It scares me to think that I am willing to wait around for that moment to come. I am afraid I will put my life on hold and not let my guard down with anyone else because I am waiting for you and this imaginary encounter. The truth is I accidentally already am. I understand we are over and we have taken different paths but something is telling me to not completely forget about us. I don’t know if this is just my hope and love for you that is holding on so strong or if it is a tug of fate? I suppose all I can say is I will be secretly waiting and I can’t wait to see you again.