Hello, how you doing?
I haven't write back to you in a while.

I suddenly thought of you during this depressing time.
Longing for the words you written in your letter.
How it can comfort my weary heart.

But in the same time,
I'm exhausted with all of this uncertainty and the distance.
Whether I can keep letting you in or not.
Or it was just in my mind that everything is something
but actually it isnt.