"I did not intend for it to be permanent" were the exact words you said to me on October 3rd, 2011
I don't know why I dwell on such a far away date in my torn and tattered notebook
but I do because it gives me hope that you haven't forgotten about me
and that you still care and wish that one day we can be something more again.
I have hope that we aren't over, even though it's been 4 years. I just can't let our magnificent novel end halfway through. What will the readers think?