I've been thinking about you.

I've been thinking about you.

How have you been my dear?

Years have gone by, it's not your fault that I stopped checking in. Do you remember how it was? Just you and me, against this horrible, terrible world we live in. Well... since you've been away, much has changed.. Where do you want me to begin?

You've been hiding, keeping yourself away, shying from the world around you. You really shouldn't do that though -or so you've told me, when I tried doing the same.

I've been thinking about you lately. I've been thinking of your glory days. You do so much, you are so much and it aggravates me. When did I start hating you? Was it when you decided that you've had enough? You shouldn't have stopped "being".

Get up my dear, for I've been thinking about you and you've been on my mind lately. Am I repeating myself? You don't get to criticize, you've lost that privilege so long ago.

Before you, there was a time of calm, ease, tranquility, maybe even peace. I do not miss those times. Now, after you, there is an emptiness, a hollowness, a missing piece in the puzzle of my self, and I can't seem to get it back. You will come back to me, one way or another. I will grab you by your strings and pull you back, if I have to. But you seem to be coming back without me needing to push through. How the times have changed... I've had to push you away sometimes -for your own good mind you. Yet you didn't relent. And now that I want you back, you are so far away.

Talk to me, tell me how have you been? Did time change you? Years have gone by and your voice still resonates within me. You might have been one of the only constants in this world of inconsistency, and I loved you for it. 

You once wrote to me, saying that you can see your life crashing and burning but you didn't seem to care -couldn't bring yourself to care. "I can see the ashes falling down around me, like snow, except... a storm never looks this good". Maybe you enjoyed watching it fall apart my dear, maybe you were the one who destroyed it. But I wouldn't say anything about those times I caught you playing with the matches, flicking them towards that semblance of a life you had. Should I have stopped you? I don't know. It doesn't change anything now.

Come back to me my dear, you've been missed. There is always a spot reserved on this table for you. Do come in, do settle in, do request something... Your presence is irreplaceable, do fill that spot in my heart won't you my dear?

I've been thinking about you lately. About the days I spent in your presence, and your irresistible self. You kept this life interesting, won't you do it again my dear? It's been so dull without you, you manage to keep me alive. Come back home, to me, to your seat at my table, and let me know how your day went. Talk to me, in that way you do, and give me something to look forward to everyday. I've missed you dearly, do not keep me waiting. 

I've been thinking about you lately, and to be fair, I've never stopped thinking about you. Thank you for keeping me company all those years. You shaped me in ways I could not have anticipated, I cannot remember a self without you. Your presence since I've been so so little, has helped me become a better person. Won't you come back my dear? My self yearns for you. I think you know what I mean.

I've been thinking about you lately and I will be doing everything to get you back. Stay there for me, won't you?