What if.

Hi,

it's been a while since I last wrote to you.
I hope you're fine. I know you're fine.
Am I fine? I hope so.

Truth be told, it's been weird not having you in my mind all the time.
It's weird not feeling all the roller-coaster when I hear your name, or get goosebumps when I see someone who looks like you. It all suddenly seems sweet. Almost dream-like.

I don't know whether to love it or not. But I do know that it is a progress. A good progress.

Baby steps, right?

So now that that's done, my mind turns to (yet) another 'what if'.
What if I suddenly have to face you again? With no notices and preparations.
I feel like my body would somehow betray me should such time come -- fortunately, the probability of which is 1:1000000000.
But what if?


Hmph. Looks like my adventure with you is not quite over yet.
Not until all of my questions are satisfied with an answer, I suppose?

Will such time ever come?

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