Hey there! It's been a while since I last wrote you. I know, I promised to forget about that and I know you'd be happy not to know. Alas, it'd be like this until I dreamed of you. For the first time in a long while, you know.
This time it was completely different. I saw you at the train station, you were with some girl chilling around. It was a very silent and cozy town near the train station and it looked like a nature sanctuary.
I hadn't written about it right away, so I forgot almost every dialogue line by now, my bad. I still recall some crucial plot moments anyway.
I approached you at the train station. We both recognized each other. Although we were good, you were kinda afraid of me. The next time I came up from behind, you spilled some hot tea on your hand and thought that I did that intentionally. Happily, we sorted the situation out and even managed to go for a little walk. I remember you buying something at the local store, where I spotted a pale dark rose and then gave it to you.
We were friends by the time you had to leave the town. I noticed you over the window of a tall building late at night. You were with that girl, talking about something, leisurely strolling along the train station. I rushed out from the building and tried to find you, whether to tell you my last goodbye or just to hug you for one more time. I searched for you in the dim lights of that silent town, but ended up alone in the dark.
I promise I haven't thought of that never before. It just happened, like an old scar reminiscent of itself. At the same time, I still miss you.