Sometimes I wish to write you a long letter explaining how much you mean to me and that the growing silence between us was only a sheer misunderstanding, but you wouldn't have so much time to go through long letters word by word, and you wouldn't have time to reply to it word by word. This very fear stops me from writing to you.

I wish to tell you that I have stopped drinking alcohol just to abstain from writing to you because every time I drink to forget you,

I would find myself drunk in your memory more, and I would look for every medium that could lead me to you.

I wish I could explain that getting to hear from you on the most unexpected days would leave me nervous and I would just stand outside on the balcony reading and rereading the same thing without paying attention to the world for hours… and I would finally get back to my work much calmer.

I wish you could understand the words that were left unsaid. The love that was left unexpressed, and the heartache that was left unaddressed. Above all, I only wish you could understand that my love was innocent, and it meant no harm, for it only demanded your presence and nothing more.