To: My favorite people in the World

Hello, did you miss me? 

When I say that I miss you more, I know, I'm missing you.

I havent seen you for a while. I'm missing this place where we could meet, to the point that I thought time is so cruel. I'm even asking myself why there are these things between us - keeping us apart, even though we might be like opposite magnets.

And so lately, I find myself going here, browsing through the pages from before. That is the time that I knew that I'm missing you.

Then it slowly occurred to me that I've been missing for a month already. I unintentionally left some hanging, and some feeling like an asymptote - so close but still not enough. Words are left almost ready to be spoken, but still, I cannot. Stories stand there, unmoving, waiting to be continued.

But believe me, I wanted to come back, really.

 I did visit but I guess things arent just going the way we wanted. We cant meet as if we're walking in this parallel direction - in the same place, at the same time, yet never meeting, never bumping into each other. 

But, dont worry. Here I am, still preferring the Non-Euclidean system on geometry. Because I wanted to believe that parallel lines do meet. It is just a matter of perception. So, right now, maybe it was me lacking perspectives. Maybe I should try copi