Today I saw your name online and my heart jumped. It was as if I had somehow caught sight of you somewhere, watched you from afar. Some writer wrote about how you took him to a restaurant ten years ago. I think to myself: ten years ago was when I last saw you. A decade of longing, of yearning so deep that it drowns me sometimes.

Now all it takes is the mention of your name, and I am once more undone. Mere letters on the screen and I start missing you again, wanting to touch you, hear your voice, be held in your arms again.

My greatest fear is that we will never be together again. Remember that song? “And if I have to share you, at least sometimes I’ll hold you.” Nothing else matters, my love. Nothing else matters.