Time and circumstance led me to you, time and circumstance took you away from me,
Yet I go on.
I go on every single night, looking up at the inky skies, and thinking
"At least we're under the same stars"

And, maybe. Just maybe.
A week, a month, a year or two, or a couple hundred years later, if you are the missing piece that I hope you are,

time and circumstance will lead me back to you.