Dear Simone,
I have left many things behind, including my native country and my most precious belongings. I don’t know what became of my little notebook where I used to jot down the small things I wrote and posted on my Tumblr. In this short letter, I want to thank you for everything you did for me during those years. Perhaps you feel I didn’t value it, but every promise came from my heart; every fear of losing you was real because I knew I had no claim to you. I was hanging from your hands; you would let me fall, and I could no longer feel you.
Every night, I will wait for our paths to cross; I believe we can still meet in our dreams. I hope with all my heart that you can hear my cry for help. Now, we are only three hours away and one plane ticket apart. I would love to stand on my tiptoes to reach your height, to know what you smell like, to see the sparkle in your eyes, and to feel your hands on my back—knowing you never liked hugs. I want to watch those movies we promised each other, just to leave the sadness behind.
I need help. I need you.
