To my other half 

I've been counting days, worrying that you might not remember me.

Shaking and floating in my imagination. I don't trust my instincts and don't believe in myself.

I really do believe I'm easy to forget. I thought our connection bothered you.

Now I see, my innerness is letting you go, it's becoming normal.

But each time you gave me strength and resistance.

So dumb I never expressed and even called you "bro".

Everyone talks about returning to normal life, we should try to make the world a better place.

Something outside the gates and from another world tells me you are there and I should trust it.

We will keep content and this page of life will be out of our inner chains.