Though I have loved unlike this before, I must keep my duty above all. If at some other time- some other universe our souls meet again, as they usually do- maybe then, maybe then we will be free from the trappings of society and able, and well, to find comfort in each others arms. But, I doubt that very much. Because though our souls are connected, fate as an entirely different goal, and each time we meet we're ripped apart again.

I care too much for my life as it is to provide any love for you. But this does not worry me. As soon as my eyes fell to your figure, they were diverted by another's soul. Another woman, a better woman then I. And as soon as I heard her speak, I knew that she was the one who has and will always be there for you. I know that she is your fate, no matter what life we will travel to, or end up. Soul's change- ours have.

And now, she is the one- for there is only one. And even when you two are separated, you'll always be brought back together in this life and the many to proceed. Do not forget me, I say, but well know you will forget. That is how fate works. You will understand soon- but she may not. Give her time and patience, give her love and comfort. She is in love and soon you will see your arms are not meant for me.

I can see that you are sorrow-filled, but I cannot help but smile. This is your fate, this is your world. You can love her now- and let it be wonderful.