I found out a long time ago
What a woman can do to your soul
Oh, but she can’t take you anywhere
You don’t already know how to go
Not my words but someone else’s.
And for a change, not for me, but for someone else
Who I actually hope finds that peaceful, easy feeling
Non-interference is not the same as indifference
Sometimes you have to let people find their own path
And hope that, perhaps, in some way it leads to you
Or at least brings them close to your route so you can wave to them when they pass
After all, isn’t accepting a person as they are, a part of really caring? And real respect includes not playing games. What does our destiny mean then?