Summer

I do not know where to start & when to finish

I'm writing here because i know you will never read this.

This is not a love letter, this is more a fan mail.

You, are the most extraordinary influenced over me & I, probably the most melancholic person that ever existed.

You used to be right there whenever I needed, now you're staying still & I'm getting closer.

Without knowing the reason, as I move closer, I feel so far from, of course, you.

I was very glad with this immense distance, great closeness.

But, everything seemed so wrong & I realized that, what we had was not wrong.

What is wrong is what we have now, -which is nothing.

I've never felt my soul hurts this serious & it's getting really real.

Regretting whatever it was that I did to you that makes you mad eventhough you deny it.

I think, it's too soon.

Note :

You are by far the opposite of the worst.

I'm hoping all the best for the rest of your life.

You are fucking missed, man

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