In the Beginning.
Never knowing why.
Why we are put here.
Why are pushed away.
Why we meet the evil we do.
Why we are hurt the way we are.
But, why do we meet these people who help.
Why are there those who try to help heal.
Heal the wounds others have thrown upon our prone bodies.
We meet these people for a path.
I know now why I met you.
More than you can know you've impacted the way I see things.
So just know, if I died tomorrow.
This thought would go on.
And just know.
The last time I saw you was only the beginning.
