Crossings

I am almost certain that our paths will cross again. Like planets caught in the orbit of a glorious star, one day things will align. So what will happen, when you see me walking down the street? Will you run and hope I didn’t see you, or will you run into my arms happy to see me? Maybe, we’ll be on opposite sides of a bus, feet from each other, never knowing how close we came. Maybe our paths have crossed for the last time.

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