Sad

You keep waiting and waiting for a good time to talk, to share things, and that time keeps being pushed back. Finally, it does not happen at all, because things have changed and now there will never be that time. I do not want another one, I want this one, but i cannot have it now and nobody will listen anyway. I will miss you. I wish you did not have to move away and I wish you did not wait to tell me things in person because I am the last to know and it is not clear when we will ever see each other in person again.