How would we meet again?
Destiny plays randomness.
May be we'll meet one day undecided, in a bus at some lonely landscapes.
Or in another country, or continents at a connecting flight.
Or the best coffee shop in the city street.
But I forgot that the first time I met you, even that was depicting randomness.
Probably we'll meet under this skies having stardust as their shield.
The time when our dreams would bear identical dream catchers.