Some people are more than just meetings.
Some people stumble into your life in a whirlwind,
with such force that they leave you breathless, and leave an indent on your very soul.
There are countless ways to divide up our time here.
The day I met you, my life was split into two chapters, ‘Before You’ and 'You’.
I suppose this is the beginning of 'After You’, but I promise, 'You’ was a wild, precious chapter, and one I don’t think I could forget if I tried.
Though this is a gentle parting of ways, I want you to know that it is in no way inconsequential.
Like F. Scott. Fitzgerald said, it’s been very rare to have known you, very strange and wonderful.
There have been many times when we simply haven’t been on the same page, and times when it’s felt as though we were in different books entirely,
but you left a mark on my soul, and though you leave as swiftly as you arrived, you will never really be gone for me.
There are songs that will always be ours.
There are places, steps, balconies and cafés,
that I will never be able to visit without a moment resurfacing,
And though it seems we are headed in different directions,
for those few special years, our road was the same.
No matter how far apart we drift in this world, our roots will forever be tangled.
(A Person You Very Well Know Can’t Stand Unfinished Goodbyes)
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