Dear you,

It’s me again x I think part of me is addicted to writing letters to you x  It lets me vent out to you what I feel x Today was an off day x My mind had me jumbled half of the day x The rain kicked in today for a small time, then went to it’s usual cloudy day with a slight bit of sun x Sometimes I wonder how things would be if the weather all of a sudden went from absolute summer around to a cold winter x I wonder if I could take you home for Christmas x maybe even rewind back in time to take you with me in a marvelous time machine x I imagine way more than i should sometimes, but to contradict that i dont think i imagine enough x

A bird told me you dreamt of me last night, as you were dreaming; i was restlessly day dreaming of you x knowing that somewhere out there you and I are looking at the same moon and same stars, thinking the same things: “I wish you were here” x  Nothing could stop me from thinking the reply: “I miss you” x  At that moment, I felt the symphony crescendo to a lighter melody x

At that very moment, I cried…

The symphony doesn’t stop playing in my head as I look at your photos x It keeps me reminded of your pretty face x