dear moon,
i wish we were able to go back in time. let's build a time machine together? let's hold hands when we enter and find each other again. and again. and again. is that crazy? is it crazy that i want to be a freshman again? just to feel how foreign it felt to fall in love with you. again. i don't expect anybody to understand me and you. you and i. maybe you'll find this, and miss me. no, that's dumb. maybe you'll find this and read it and hate me more than you already do. i miss you, m. let's go back. again.
love always, your sun
