For Gad.
Talking to you feels like lying in bed after a long tiring day. Even for a short while, I got to know a pinch of your life - that somehow gives me an idea of your whole. Your existence. Meeting you was out of the blue, and being close to you was unplanned, but never did I question fate for that. Knowing about your existence fills an unknown part of me. I was lonely, that's for sure. I was uncertain, that's for sure. I was unhappy, that's given. If I will go back to the day when I met you, I will eventually tell myself to keep you already. Because right now, I started to realize and see how I became less of a loner, more certain, and eventually felt a little spark of happiness. You are kind, I feel that. You are wholesome, and I can attest to that. You are handsome, and that's unquestionable. You are cute, even if you don't do anything. When you told me about how your years went through, I suddenly want to rushingly go beside you and hug you tight. I don't know w