I have to see you again. Maybe by then I'll find closure. Maybe by then I'll realize that we really couldn't be together. Maybe by then I'll stop hoping for you to love me back. I have to see you again and maybe I'll find other flaws I will hate about you, other things you are interested to that I couldn't understand, other words that I will find offensive and disrespectful, other parts of you that I couldn't love. I have to see you again and maybe it will hurt more that my heart will finally surrender. Maybe it will finally consume me that my body and mind will finally give up. I have to see you again and maybe after that, I'll write one last prose, one last poem, one last goodbye and then I'll finally and truly let you go.
Maybe this time your lips will taste stale, your embrace will feel cold, your eyes will look dull, your scent will smell awful, and your voice will sound like the songs I hate. Maybe this time my chest won't survive the explosion of my emotions and the next day, I'll be reincarnated to a different body wondering why I ever loved you.