| Six years ago...Wow, I can't believe it's been that long since we last spoke. So much has happened, which should be expected and obvious. Yet I still think of you from time to time, I worry about you, wonder what you have done with your life. Today I found your address. I was going through some papers, and there it was. Now I don't know what to do. Will you think I'm a stalker if I write you? And if I do write, what would I say? If you still exist, will you even remember me? Will you care about me like you did in the past? Now, the funny thing is, I haven't changed. I still have my address. I still exist in the area where you met me. I'm still around. Yet, apparently, you haven't tried to contact me once. So why should I? And more importantly, should I at all? Will it seem strange to you that I still remember you after all this time? Does it make me look crazy? I have so many questions in my head, I don't know what to do about this all. I miss you. I miss our friendship. I like to think that it was special. I know you were having a rough time back then. And I wasn't much help. I was going through a very bad phase. There was nothing that I could do for you. My reach was very limited, poor and insignificant. You needed more. I guess that's why you left. You were a child...God, this was so long ago. I don't blame you for the choices that you made. I moved on, too. I would have liked to remain friends, but you chose otherwise. So now, what I would sincerely like, is for us to have some kind of contact. But once again, it's not up to me. I have to make up my mind whether to write you or not. Sometimes I think memories should be left alone, but it's so tempting to open the backdoor to the past, and do more than reminisce. I do miss you, and I always wish you the best in whatever you do. We will see where life takes us from here, hopefully we can always grow and learn from our experiences. Even if we never talk again, I'll never forget you. Take care and be safe |
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