A letter from Nov 12, 2025

Dear FutureMe, I'm sorry if this is coming at a bad time... I mean, you're probably in the middle of exams now but it could've been worse. You know how. Why choose this date then? I guess you know because of Google calendar or maybe you just remember it... Maybe. (*It*) I had no idea of writing this letter until futureme sent an email reminding me this exists. So.. yeah. This is a quite the feeling. I don't think I've ever felt this before. It was just 2 days and yet... Yet, the time was really enjoyable. It's sad now though. It's difficult. I don't think I've ever felt this feeling before either. The longing, the disquiet, the seeking in a place where 'it' used to be... But I'm also really grateful... thankful. Makes me want to improve myself. Learn stuff I didn't feel like learning before. Heal from the past. Everything's okay. But 'that'.. 'that' is unique. Anyway, here's something *random* I thought of: I look for 'it' everywhere. Where once, 'it' used to be. Now I walk by here alone. Where once 'it' used to be. 'It' will be here again. Again temporarily to be here. And then gone the other second. I still await the time even though I know it is fleeting. I still await for 'it' to be where it was. To live those moments again. But deep down I know. 'It' will never be mine. 'It' will always be separated. Yet I always hope. I always hope. ~~I hope this is not cringy/corny AHHHHHHHH~~ OKAY. RULE 1. STOP THINKING THIS WAY. YOU KNOW WHY. lol. So, remember. Because of 'it', and 'it' is a variable — you know how different things can be, how different *you* can be. Keep going. <3