I believe we’ll meet again, when we’re older and wiser. We’ll meet again when I’m a little less reckless and you’re a little more compassionate. We’ll meet when we feel ourselves flowing through our bodies, when we understand the meaning of existence and when our minds aren’t as hectic as they are right now. We’ll meet, and you’ll be right for me as I will be for you. But right now, you are chaos to my thoughts and I am poison to your heart. Right now, is not the time for us. We’ll meet again, my beloved, but I won’t say soon, for it shall take more time than a little to fix what needs fixing and mend what has been broken.