A word from you

My clock counts 595 days, 3 hours, 9 minutes, 35 seconds. Is this long enough? Why do I still think of you? Why do I still miss you? When a person has some spare time, one should relax and enjoy its time. Why isn’t like that for me? When I have nothing to think about for only a second, my mind flies to find you. There is nothing I can do to avoid that. Everyday I think of you, I miss something about you. I have tried not to write, I have tried to ignore these feelings. Was I any successful? No, not at all.

In days when I miss you the most, like the one passing by me at this right moment, I google you, I see what have you been doing. I know where you are working, I have been told. I also know you bought a car :) I also start looking at pictures, and then I get sad, like I am now.

My only wish is to hear a word from you. That is my most precious hope.

Quote of the day: If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life. Oscar Wilde

Please, don’t be long. Remember me one of these days. Send me a word. Make me smile.