Lately, I’ve been wondering about the course of our life and the future.
Tell me, do you believe in destiny? Do you think that our life is predestined, written in the stars? Do you believe that everything we’ve already experienced and everything we have yet to experience is simply a matter of fate?
Or you simply believe that life is one big chain of random events?
They say if you love someone let them go. If they come back, they were always yours. If they don’t they were never the one for you…
I don’t know much about this, because here I am. Still in the same old place, still the same old me. And you are still gone. Your perfume on my shirt is fading and the memory of your face is slowly disappearing.
But, they also say everything happens for a reason…
So, I guess this will all make sense one day.
You know… it’s hard to describe the feeling inside of me. But, for a very long time, it felt like there’s something missing. As if a part of who I was suddenly taken away from me. As if my heart was ripped open. As if a bruise on my body was left unhealed.
I’m still not over the fact that this is my life now. That I am alone, and you are somewhere out there wandering the world without me.
I’m still not over the fact that we had it all, but it only took one second for us to end everything and separate ourselves. As if it was that easy to say your goodbyes with the person you can’t live without.
I truly miss you. My soul craves your presence. My heart aches for your love.
I know that you feel the same.
But, I have nothing left except the hope that if we were meant to be together, we will eventually end up.
It’s fate. Call it whatever you want, but I believe in destiny.
I don’t know if it’s because it is the only thing that keeps me going, feeds me with hope or simply alleviates my pain, but I believe that there are moments in life when everything you once questioned or doubted, is finally answered.
I believe that when two people are meant to be together, if they are predestined, if it’s written in the starts to be together, eventually they’ll make it work and find their way back to each other’s arms.
The universe works in mysterious ways. And even though we sometimes feel like we’re desperate for a sign, the sign is always there. We just need to open our eyes wide enough to see it.
When we really want something, and when we genuinely desire something, the universe finds a way to make that true. It conspires in helping us to achieve it. It sounds foolish, but I believe it.
So, it will be hard, but I won’t lose my hopes. I won’t give up.
As long as I breathe and as long as my soul is one with my body, I will believe that if we were meant to be together, there will be a force powerful enough to bring us back into each other’s arms.