'TIL WE MEET AGAIN
Don't think I have forgotten about you—I still think about you 'til this day. I've noticed your presence has faded and you may be lost, but I still find you buried and trapped deep within my torn and twisted mind. I often wonder what went wrong and why our paths cut in two, but each time I come to find a reason, it was that you were no longer true.
A dying light—you are—a moth desperate to find hope within the flame, but your wings burn out and now you lie among the ash, hoping to be reborn. But worry not, you are not alone. It takes one lost soul to find another, and maybe in our darkest time, we could meet again and reunite.
I would be lying if I said I don't miss you, and I think that's what hurts the most. But with whatever happens in this life, even if our paths don't cross again, I wish happiness for us both and that together, we spread our wings and find a new light.
'Til we meet again.