You've got mail...

Did you ever get a letter which you knew contains something that can change your life? Its content is strangely alluring yet greatly overestimated. It's never what I think it's going to be. That is what makes it so fun, that's why we keep doing it, even though we've grown apart we still feel this distinct and pristine connection. The first cut is the deepest they say and boy are they right...

I didn't open it yet and I'm not going to. The thrill of actually not being sure what's inside is sadly far more exhilarating. Once I open it, the magic will disappear. I always build it up so much in my head, I think of countless different scenarios, each more liberating than the next. It's never what I expect it to be, it's always so much more. We both know what to say, what the other needs at a given time. We know so much about each other but really we don't know anything. We both changed. In our absence we reached new hights and maybe one day we'll find our way back...

I hate mail that I know might cause a shift in my life. I dread it everytime, even though it's inevitable. I'm not going to open it until the last moment, when I know there's nothing left to do. Maybe she'll forgive me one day, maybe I'll forgive her. If it's meant to be we will find each other, we will overcome any circumstance. If it's not, then these letters is all we have left...