You don’t, I say, you don’t owe me squat, let’s just get going, let’s just get gone, but he’s
keeps saying I owe you, says Your shoes are filling with your own damn blood,
you must want something, just tell me, and it’s yours.
(Wishbone by Richard Siken)
Do not worry, people who are meant to be together, will always find their way back to each other.