Until the next lifetime
Who knew it would be this short?
Who knew this is how we would end?
I thought we were supposed to part in each other’s arms.
I thought we were supposed to close our eyes together,
and the next time we opened them,
it would be in another life.
And I thought we were supposed to find each other there.
Right?
But life happened.
And instead of ending in each other’s arms,
You ended up in another person’s.
Instead of forever, we became a memory.
In the next life, I hope we are grander than this one.
I hope our infinity is larger than this one.
I hope we pass every test life puts in front of us.
And in the next life, I hope we keep choosing each other
until death chooses us.
In the next life, I hope you don’t break my heart.
And I promise, as I did in this one, to keep yours safe.
I hope you love me unconditionally,
the way I loved you in this lifetime,
without fear, without hesitation, without holding back.
In the next life, I hope I don’t have to write this.
I hope I don’t need another lifetime just to be with you.
I hope you are my person,
and I am finally yours.
And if in the next life you make me write this again,
I hope I let you go
without carrying this much pain.
Until then, I will move forward.
I will live a life without you,
because I have to live long enough to reach the next one.
I miss you.
Not a single day has passed without you crossing my mind.
But I can’t text you.
I can’t see you.
I have to pretend you no longer exist.
I have to assume you are gone,
because that is the only way I know how to survive.
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Until the next lifetime.









