And I’d do it again

If I knew there was a chance I’d find you in another lifetime, I’d choose that life every time.
Because meeting someone like you feels impossible.
Shoot, finding you once was tough enough.
The universe must have known what it was doing, right? It always does.

Maybe I’m wishful thinking.
It’s not a guarantee I will see you in another lifetime.
Maybe when I check in, I’ll be told I should’ve taken advantage while I could have.
Who’s to argue with that logic?

So, if you meet someone that reminds you of yourself, please introduce me.
At least to hold me off until timing stops being a you-know-what.
Even if it won’t happen in this lifetime, I would do it all over again.