I didn't plan for this

A letter for you.

Hey, I'm here. In a different place, far enough I can say. But I'm stuck with the same heart.

Somehow I'm fine, I smile to show you I'm okay, even it can't deceive you. But why do you still ask?

Once I had my story, a painful one. I can't feel, I can't trust, I'm numb. So play me fair, if you do care.

I never ask you this way, to stitch my scar. So don't come closer would be better or I will fall to your dimension.

I apologize if I overact, because I forgot how to react, forgot how a 'tomorrow together' would bring happiness.

So many words I could think about you. Few are my wishes and none I can say it loud.

I just realized, having you around feels nice, too addictive. But a part of this brain tells me that you're just the same, like others.

If only I could say I miss you.