Dear U 22

Dear U.
How small and yet how big a second seems. How time can be fast and still so slow. A wish, a thought. Nothing. I guess it dosn't make any sense again. It doesn’t to me neither. It doesn’t make any sense that we have to be apart. What evil or injustice did I commit since I cannot see you, hear you and talk to you. I must have been a terrebly cruel woman. Or is it just my thoughts? That no matter how hard I try, I never seem to be able to push away this negativity. It is my curse, and still my only blessing. To hold on to you no matter how much time passes. No matter who I might be with, you are always there. Sweetly, gently. Overpowering. To just hear your voice, speak to me. Is it really too much to ask for? I just wish to see you smile. Preferdly because of something I said or done, but that is just how greedy I am. Only a thought and shadow. But forever your shadow.
Sweet dreams Dear U.