I HOPE YOU KNOW
- July 09, 2015
- Denise Lee
I hope you know what you meant to me. I hope you know that I still think of you – not often but sporadically, like my brain has a mind of its own. I hope you know that my thoughts of you these days often consists of all the “what ifs” rather than thoughts of actually missing you. I hope you know that even seeing your very occasional updates on social media sometimes makes my day.
I hope you know that even though we don’t speak to each other anymore, I wish you all the best that life has to offer. I hope you know that I hope to see you one last time before you and I embark on our separate journeys through life 6000 miles apart, just so I can get closure. Or rather, a final glimpse of you because who knows when I’ll ever be able to do that again.
And after all is said and done, I hope you know that although I still sometimes think of you, I have moved on, and any fragments of emotions I have left of you are just that. Fragments.
But there is one more thing that I hope you know.
That is, whenever I think of London, I’ll be thinking of you. And I’ll wish you well.