You emailed me first when I was on opposite sides of the world from you. I was in Hawaii, and you were in Romania--It's crazy what can happen in two years.
Why?
Were you just bored? Did you have no one else to talk to? Did you have things you left unsaid?
I did.
But you were so casual about it. Asking me how I was doing, what I was up to, if I was dating anyone (why is that any of your business?).
It felt strange trying to respond to you, and not see your face that always made me spill every single secret I was hiding in my heart. It felt strange not being able stare into your blue eyes as you talked about your latest adventures.
Everything felt strange as if I was back in high school, because you emailed me first and reminded me of what could've been. What isn't, and what could definitely not be now. Because we were 7,773 miles away from each other.
