I think I am supposed to meet you.

I have no way to make that happen.

I suppose I could go to you, but that doesn’t feel right.

So I will just carry on my path and see if we cross paths.

Maybe not in this life.

Maybe in another.

Possibly it has already happened

And this would be reunion.

Possibly just the idea is enough.

Possibly we will meet in a place that transcends time and place.

Possibly we are already together, walking side by side,

And the meeting is unimportant.