dear (insert your name here)

it was 9:30 that night when we climbed up the same boulder, the one we had climbed up many years ago, carefully i climbed up as you helped me up and for a second i had felt something stir within my heart. but that is all i would let it be for that night. nothing else but a quiet stir within my tired heart. a week from that night i would finally tell you that i am not ready but i would not tell you to wait. that you could be standing beside me but at times i feel as if i am somewhere else. faraway and out of reach. do you get what this means. that all along your kindness to me will always remain nothing but kindness in my eyes. and nothing else.

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