Went back to your first apartment’s building. I even got inside the building, accidentally. It was weird, to know that once, you and I were both there, making love, waking up, making breakfast. How I long to be there again. I’d be so different, I’d cherish every moment. I’d miss you when you are not with me, but could be, and I’d send you messages to let you know how much I miss you. I’d meet you more and for longer. I’d let you know how much you make me happy. I’d cry in your arms and I’d be so happy. I miss those days. They are gone, forever, gone, never to be had again.