I'm not lieing when I say that I don't really think of you anymore.

But I would be lieing if I said that you weren't in my deams still.

Which kinda makes it hard to forget, that I would say.

I do not really believe in destinies and such

but this thing is what I would call an exeption.

The exeption to my rule, you are for true.

Cause forget I won't, and the dreams will surely remain.

And I still hold hope that we'll meet again.

It might happen, it might not.. or I could just make it happen.

But that I will not, for you are the exeption.

The exeption to the rule of coincidences.

Because if it doesn't happen, that's just fine, 'cause

there's many things that makes that randomness

a little less dull.

And if it does happen, it would mean that exeptions

really does exist, not just the belief of it.

And wouldn't that be, with lack of a better word, pretty cool?