It’s been a while since we last saw each other; since we last talked to each other. Do you know that I’m thinking about you? How you’re doing? How was your day? Do I ever cross your mind once in a while?
From time to time, there are flickers of memory that drops by my mind. Memories that might not happen again. Memories that I will keep as a treasure placed in a secret box. Memories that I will forever hold.
I miss that glow in your eyes, the beauty of your smile, the sweetness of your voice, the softness of your hands, the warmth of your hug, the peace you made me feel, the comfort that you give, the stories that you share, the laughter that I hear.
Is this a love at the wrong time? A love that should have never happened? Or a love that has a second episode with a happy ending?
Are we on the beginning of our story? Climax? Or are we going towards the ending? Or has our story ended? I don’t know.
Fate really has its own funny and mind boggling way of letting us cross each others’ path and fate has also its weird way of setting as apart.
Maybe fate will also have its whatever way to get us back together. I wish.
I miss you.
I really miss you.
I can’t do anything.
And I’m sorry.