Once upon a time, we were born in the void. There was nothingness. The expansion of blackness seemed far reaching in its infinity, and we were still. These souls in which our bodies hold were formed side by side, atom by atom, as we began growing amongst a gradient of stars.
They birthed us, most likely as they were born, from that same nothing. We were bound together in that one minute pool of dust and we flourished.
Somewhere in this galaxy, in this ever revolving universe, with the fathomless wanton of time as it came to be known, we evolved as we plummeted to the earth and bred in the oxygen.
We became beings. Beings that felt, thought, spoke...
And somewhere, in these centuries, and millennia, I've found you again and again.
I've waited for you. I've yearned for you. My very soul was born inside yours. I've followed you through countless lifetimes and yet this one remains the hardest to let go.
I know that will find you. I know that you will wander the earth searching for me as I devolve. You will not know me, yet you always have. The realization that we are tethered will strike you with violence, and you will feel it.
You felt it when I awoke you. You felt it when I destroyed the arrow above the archer's mark, because I put it there to hold onto you; to save you.
You called for me and I came. I felt the absence of time swallow my gangly body, embracing the very essence of me. The very thing that pained me in my side burned for you. It burned for home and when it ruptured, you were mine again.
All I have now are memories of you. I sat for days, weeks, hours...
I waited.
This lifetime had been written long before I had returned.
We slayed the beast, we found retribution, you found yourself and who you had always been. And I was left with your ghost.
I'd often run my fingers along the bark of the Goshinboku to feel the presence that I'd lost yet again. The well was savage, as I would dig to find the last shroud of magic buried beyond the bones only to find more dirt.
The world was progressing. Soon it would turn into the world in which I came from; the one with screaming cars and glistening buildings that blocked the sun.
Though, I know that somewhere, when I am reborn, you will be amongst them and I will wrap my fingers in yours. I'll feel the scars upon your chin and feel the warmth only you have.
You're wildness has never surrendered. And in these two lifetimes that found themselves intertwined, I've been honored to love you.
As you know, deep in the roots that you've sprouted, that somethings that are meant to be don't end up working the way we plan, and we're given another opportunity to correct our mistakes.
It took me my entire life to realize that.
I'm grateful that I failed you the first time, and that you failed me. For it became something far beyond compare when I was returned to this era.
I didn't belong, but it was made so. And I have never loved you more than when I was Kagome.