Dear you,

It's kind of funny isn't it?

Every letter here feels like there's a little bit of me in it. The little bits of me that are longing for you. I'm the best friend too afraid to confess. The ex that still misses you. The long distance that didn't make it. The one who never said a word.

Every letter written here feels like a different version of me, showing me that even in a different life I loved and love you. It's a different city, a different time, a different body. But it's the exact same feeling.

There's always a thousand ways to not end up together. Sometimes I lose you too early. Sometimes you're just too late. Is it bad to think the universe is built around us? I think it's made ways for us to meet, and then we let those moments pass through. Maybe unconsciously, we've decided to write our lives in parallel.

I can see you, on the other side of the tracks. And I love you.

And that's it, isn't it? With every part of me in these letters, in these letters, there's a little bit of you too.

Love,

Me