September 29, 2016
2 days. Let me jump to 10 years from today and imagine the two of us meeting again. You hate imagining the future, I know. I guess this is why you're not showing signs of worry or confusion about my recent inactions. You have not seen life without this, us. You live in the present while I long for a future, a new one, without you. I don't mean for that to sound harsh. Because after that future, what I imagine is a farther future wherein I see you again and we still have love for each other. Try again?