A dream it was described as being.Lived I a story.Story which had me and you.Story was true for me.True as I lived everything.Everything we shared together.Together was for long.Long was the connection between us.Far was the distance between us.Still…

  Sometimes I think if she still remembersEven if we are always far, far away from eachStill makes me think if she remembers me.Sometimes I think if she still remembersThe jokes we both shared, in the letters sharedAs my letter…