Thursday, August 21, 2008

Dear Mr M

I hope you're doing fine. I hope things are going well. I hope you are happy. I hope you are doing better than I am.

I hope the things fit well. I hope you liked them. I hope one day I will get to see you in them.

I hope against hope. I wish for what I shouldn't. I yearn what I can't have. I pine what I can't seek.

I desire to type that email, desire to dial those numbers, desire to text that message. Looks like it not only happens in movies.

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