Hello, Darling: An Open Letter

Hello,

Sorry I couldn't help but feeling that 'hello' is such a warm word.

And in between

those

five warm letters,

I want to slip

my fingers

and once again

intertwine them with your universe upon the message:

I respect you.

and your decision

and things in between

I wish there is still forgiveness

in the distance

between

you

and

I
.

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