for what it's worth... i really missed you.

insomniac has hit me hard these past few nights. seems like the hot summer nights beckon me to keep it company. It whispers warm secrets over me as I'm lying down--ready to slumber through the night. But once in a while, when the occasion calls, I quietly indulge in its secret.

As I'm up embracing the company of the fine night, I think about the things that have gone by during the day.

Has it really been 2 and a half years? Geez, time goes by fast. Yes, I'm sorry we lost all that time. I know, I know; we were both stubborn. It seems really silly now, but maybe we needed to realize it: We needed that time to realize how much we appreciated one another, you know? "If you love something let it go, and if it doesn't come back it was never really yours". I don't know how I feel about this in general, but I know it fits here and now. The hardest part was letting go... and here we are, apologizing about a bitterness we both don't feel anymore. We ran away childish, and came back mature. It's good to know that after all that time, our friendship was real.

I'm glad you gave me that time to heal, glad you came back...and I'm glad you missed me.

because you know what?


I missed you, too.
V, II, I.