If there's a timeline sometime in the future where we meet in a space somewhere in this world, unplanned, and unburdened, will you meet me in the middle?
We'll bring our woes and unsatisfied hearts, lay them all out on the table for us to dissect and discuss. We'll see there are empty spots and unused parts in our hearts that we think will fit into each other perfectly, will we have the courage to say it out loud?
If the wind in the windiest city on Earth was way too cold, will we ever be brave enough to embrace each other in a long tight hug? You've found me, I've found you but by my stupidity we lost each other, will there be a chance for you and me to rediscover the "Us"?
My mind is always running on What Ifs, Would've Beens, Could've beens, and honey, "Us" is the biggest of them all.
11 December 2025. Still in this hellhole.
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Oliver Hinh
