Once

I met someone once.
And a conversation was explored.
Sharing realities, philosophies, and ideologies which profoundly correlated with experiences witnessed in life.
The debate contrasted in its details.
The exchange spoke of strangers meeting in time only to separate and get lost in their own journeys once again.
The approach different.
Unpleasantly diverse in its endeavor the disappointment arises in the unknown.
Wondering if paths will rekindle and new beliefs are discovered as the events of the day discontinue.
A reunion of thoughts, a reunion of life, a reunion of words unspoken.
I met someone once.
And it made me feel good to be in their presence. Reassuring the core of me own identity.
I exist in challenge. I exist in understanding. I exist in you.

Maybe we'll meet again.