Last day...

Last day of the year. I am still here waiting for you, still looking for you.

I continue...

I continue to exist without you. I don't know where you are...

It's hard sometimes to walk on that fine line between reality and imagination and in our case it seems that we crossed it quite a few times. So now, here I am writing about you... almost fifteen years latter without really knowing if you ever existed.

I have everything packed in boxes. My life in a bunch of boxes as you know! Never stay for too long in one place... but it is so hard to open those boxes and look at all the contents. I want to read our letters again. I want to be reminded of our silliness, I want to relive everything...but I don't think I am strong enough to do it. As a matter of fact, I know I can't do it, yet!

A couple of years ago I wanted to through everything out. I wanted to burn everything... it seems that they are keeping me back. Now, I am not so sure any more. I am not sure I want to even touch them. I guess time will tell.

Time... always endless and always timeless... Time.

I am still looking for you

Where are you?

I am looking for you.

I hadn't thought of you for years... and then all of a sudden at the beginning of the month you somehow managed to slip in my mind, and since then I can't stop thinking of you.

I don't know how to find you. It's been a very long time. I am sure you know I am back. I am sure you were told... but still...

Come find me!