I see you.

Again. Finally.


I've never felt this happy for such a long time.
All I know is,
No matter what I say, or what I suggested just now,
Despite me wanting us to let go of everything just so you wouldn't be in pain anymore,
I can't let you go.
I don't know about the next time.

But right now,
I won't be able to let you go.


All I know is,
The fruit that we will bear at the end of our two months,
Will be worth it.
All the pain and the torture of waiting and not being able to see each other,
Will be gone once we meet.


No matter how long we wait,
The meeting will heal and close up all wounds,
No matter how short the meeting is.



I love you,
I really do.

I miss you already.
And I'm gonna miss you so much more.