I know. He is Special.

I am reading the book of Paulo Coelho's "By the River Piedra, I Sat Down and Wept". I haven't been to the meaty parts but the preface and the author's note are simple yet making me so vulnerable. Again.

I do not know if you still find time to check this blog. I do not hear much from you. Texting is available but we do not use it as often as others do. Emails stopped. And, one day I realized you are slowly slipping out of my life.

Or maybe not. I am just thinking like crazy.

Or maybe you are still having those tough times and you do not feel like writing back.

But whatever it is, I just want to tell you this.

Thank you.

Thank you for letting me in in your life and
making me feel special.

It means a lot to me. Just how you meant to me.

I can't afford to lose you.

But I am hopeful to see you again in the future, how soon? I do not know when. I just know it will happen.

I wish you all the best of things. You deserve it.
You are a wonderful writer/friend/person.

You are a treasure people should keep.

I know you will find your way as soon as the dust settles.

Just do not forget me when you finally found it.
God bless you, Noel.

Rain came down,

hard and soft -

It hit the grass. Green

and wet

wet

so wet

It reminded me of you.

you always smell like rain...