someday I will find you we will see each other you were not my love but the cliche of that word shows it is as empty as a fish bowl, and you deserve better
someday you will find me you will search for there is something unfinished about what we did. never lovers but not just friends you feel it as I do
someday we will find the other two halves of an anomaly unknown in content but necessary somehow I feel a piece of myself where you are now it hid away in your travel case and latched itself to you sometimes, I wake up in the middle of the night and feel as if a piece of you is here with me too