The past eight months or so have been quite an experience. I know sometimes it feels as though you aren’t special to me, that everything was just a coincidence and a matter of convenience. You’ve mentioned that if the way I felt was real, why didn’t it happen earlier when we first met years ago. The truth is that you are special. Special because we’ve had a chance to grow. I don’t mean grow as in bigger and more mature. More like two plants placed next to each another and causes them to grow into one another. Their vines interconnect and weave, lock together with no way of undoing. Continue to grow together because they support eachother. Then when circumstances change, they can separate and continue their own ways. I don’t know how you feel about me right now nor do I know how I should feel about you but I’m glad that at a point in our history, our branches interconnected and we grew as one. We’ve grown apart but continue building upon that stability we once had. But life is challenging sometimes and often makes me wish that we could go back to what we once had.