We had not been in touch for many moons and too many seasons.
Year after year after year, whizzing, flying by.
I missed and worried about you.
It was this place I intended to leave a message for you.
But this place sucked me in as I read and read and read.
And read and read and read some more…
The letters made me sad, they made me think.
Authors writing letters hoping ‘the one’ will read them …
Friends and lovers reading letters hoping the message ‘that’s for me, for sure’. …
So I decided, what the heck, I write to you.
And you answered.
And I replied.
And you replied.
And I replied back.
Thank you LINS!