The only way I can reconcile with your absence
Is to allow myself the hope that
I will somehow, someday, somewhere
Find you again
Maybe in some hidden corner on the edge of the earth
Maybe one rainy day we will find ourselves
taking shelter under the same roof
Run into each other at a departmental store
I am willing to believe in coincidences
I am willing to believe in just about anything
To see you again.
Years and years later,
I imagine you full of a life I missed out on
Running into your arms,
I would feel as though I have finally
 arrived home after years of exile.
And as a final act of kindness
Please do not say otherwise.
Please leave me this much.