Some say life is governed by planets,

In my life I really don't know,

Events don't follow a linear path,

But curve,twist and dip - high and low.

Events and people and places,

Return to my life over again,

Perhaps that's why, "goodbye"s never hurt,

It's not if l will see you, but when.

Is it misplaced optimism?

To think something passed is not gone.

That it will came back when the time is now right,

And things will no longer be wrong.

Sometimes people slip past me,

Leaving loss and regret and fear,

But then, like the sun and the moon far apart,

Our orbits again bring us near.

So I live with the hope that I will meet again,

The people and places I passed,

And I hope that each time we're together again,

This time will not be the last.

~I hope we meet again some time~