another letter

Hey, I don't know how we became close.

I can't explain it. Is it something fate has written down for us?

I remember I despise seeing you as they tell me that you keep looking at me.

For some unknown reason, we had an encounter.

We got to know each other.

There was a risk of being close to you.

Still you kinda got through to me.

I just couldn't tell but I was comfortable with you.

I dunno how you see me.

but I somewhat see myself in you.

I feel we're kindred spirits...

I wish to keep you.

But you made the choice...

Part of me wants to be far from you

but you don't want me to.

so what am i to you?

how do you wanna keep me?

I wish I knew.

I wish I knew.