fondness

it doesn't matter how long we've lost touch or how far we've fallen out.

i will always be fond of you. like i said, i was never away. i never left and will never leave.

i'm glad to see that you're ok. steady ok.

and yes, i miss you too.

maybe not always. but whenever we talk of how things were, a part of me aches. the nice kind of ache. the kind that reminds me of how beautiful things can be that it becomes a promise of more beautiful things to come.

you bring me hope and i thank you for that.