to touch your hand would take me years to reach in reality; not so when i can try to touch your heart with all these letters that i'm writing to you. will you remember me by then?
from short notes thought up on random moments, to long essays that take me months to compose —funny how i'm nowhere near to being composed whenever i write for and about you.
but have you heard of the fact that the unfamiliar faces in your dreams are faces of people you've seen in reality? at the very least, i know i've entered your bloodstream the moment your eyes settled on my words, on me.
you might not be able to remember my words nor will you remember me because of them; however i now realize i will be able to touch you even if it's just in my writing and in your subconscious dreaming.
yes, we'll remember each other this way.
For, to, and about Kira and the way she loves and writes for Brian/YoungK of Day6. I love every bit of what she has written and shown to public, and I hope she writes more!
It would take parallel worlds of writing and dreaming if one were to remember you for your words instead of your face, voice, or hands. Because, I believe, that's when you'll know you are engraved in their existence. And writers are remembered for their words, after all.
Keep writing, Kira. You will touch him and he will remember you.