Dedicated to Storallelite, of KaW. May you have the best of luck, and I hope that our paths will cross once again. ~•~ What is it about people you will never meet that makes you sad? There is an emptiness that will be never be filled. A dark spot where all should be bright. Black and white, instead of color. You will never meet that person. You will never talk to them. You don’t even know that some of them exist. And they will change your life anyways. Your circle of friends is not nearly as important as the circle of people who are not your friends. The people who know you exist will not change your life as much as the people who don’t. It’s funny how life works, isn’t it? There’s a boy I’ll never meet, there’s a boss I’ll never work for, there’s a best friend that I’ll never have. Hello, stranger. Who could you have been, in my life? What could I have been, in yours? It is the question that will now haunt you. Who is that person who could have changed you? Who is your lover, who is your enemy, who is your very best friend? You’ll never know. And as you analyze strangers on the street, remember that they are in the same place as you. They are dreadfully alone in a world that does not allow for the thorough meeting of those that could influence us the most. There are people in the past, that are your past, and could have been your future. There are people in the distant future that are your past. The potential situations are endless. Remember me and these words, stranger, because this is your past, your present, and your future. ~•~ Incredibly difficult to get out. Sorry for the shortness. Thanks for reading~