It is all about perspective.
the glass half empty half full,
a birds eye view,
wearing someone else's shoes as your own,
For a very long time life without you was miserable- but then I realized this idea was biased.
you were out there, looking at the same stars, walking the same streets- things that brought me contentment,
I soon realized missing you was half of the battle, and that knowing you were still seeing things the way I saw them was the other half.
We will live these lives that parallel each other, just as we did before we met in the summer.
We will love different people just as we did before we knew each other's names.
You will glance up at the sun and chills will shoot down your spine because you will remember my golden hair and you will be confused as to how a non-living thing could remind you of a time in your life where there was so much life, so much love.
       "How could things be so different"
And I? well, I will find you in every living and non-living thing that comes along and I will thank the sky for not falling apart when we were together. I will thank the sea for not overflowing. I am thankful that we got the chances we did, although the timing may have been wrong.