I live in days where I begin yours and you end mine. Hearing your voice in a day has become a temporary cure to this desperate longing. I listen to your stories, your plans, your dreams... imagining I was part of molding them.

   One thing I regret doing on all these years of waiting is letting you feel I have unrequited your every doting act. You have done much more than what I should have done too, but because in nature I am not as sweet as you are, I could not match them. Maybe I never will, but I try. That's why I hold on. I strongly believe in you.

   No one knows how long we can wait but we still try to break the barriers between us. We have endured five long years of unbearable distance and still counting, so take your time. Satisfy your dreams. I won't go anywhere further.

   Still, if only I can fast-forward time, I'd go to the day the seas have gone and bridged us together.