“Possibly one day, we can meet again. Maybe it still exists for us, perchance, between the fountains we met or in the warm coffee shop I still talk about. Perhaps it will be the day we finally figure out what it is we want from this lifetime, when we are rational and sensible not just to others but ourselves. I’d like to imagine that when that day comes, you’d still remember what it was like to try and steal the kiss and I’d be reminded of the urge I had to fight to do it first. It will be by happenstance that we’d be at the same place, at the same time, once again.”
— Ming D. Liu
