Nothing made sense-- Still to this day, nothing really makes sense. I grew to be pretty fine with it; are You?

No two relationships are the same; we found common ground and it feels serene. That is the only important matter. There are times that life got stale. There are times that reminiscing of the past feels fruitless...

Still, the comfort of this lingers. The comfort never wavered. Years go by and there are times I still think of You.

Hey, I respect(ed) You, I subconsciously admire(d) You despite sharing only sprinkles of poetry messages here and there.

Hey, I wish You well. Good things happened lately, yeah? I may be happy, I may be not-- but don't worry. I'll be wandering here and there for a while.

Hey... Thank You.