Certain things were made for us in this world we pull our energies from.
When we are far and it is lost, it doesn’t change that it was written only for us.
The Cosmos didn’t mistake the map it drew. I am me and you are you. If we drop it, it’s still ours. You can’t unwrite what was written in the Stars.
Don’t let the distance make you feel as though you’re falling away from what you so desperately seek. It will always be yours to keep.
The depth of my soul know the very thing I want most, the very man I want to find, the darkest parts that don’t know how to rhyme. It may just be lost, but that doesn’t make it any less mine.
There may be many inches on the map between me and you. But that doesn’t mean you weren’t written for me, or I for you.