We're doing well so far.
The weekly emails -
Sharing those funny little moments,
Laughing at this brand new world.
Talking to you face to pixelated face.
Not the same as being with you.
But it'll do -
It's only 8 weeks at a time.
I know you weren't being completely serious
When you wrote that.
I guess we thought there was a risk:
I would find someone else
To share my secrets with.
But I don't think we realised
Just how much it was possible
To miss someone
And just how much you mean to me.
I'll always be there for you.
New friends here
But there's no one quite like you;
No one who sees my flaws
Without having to be shown.
How could I?
When I think of you every day,
For one reason or another -
See a photo,
Hear a song,
Just want a hug.
When you're the one who gives me the confidence
To be me.
My life, not theirs.
Oh, as if I could!
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