Do I still like you as much as I liked you before? Do you still find me interesting? Will you ask me again for a movie? Will you still spend the night with me over the phone? Will you still ask me to read your favorite books? Do I still have to search for the summary of the book, because it’s not my genre, just to make you happy? Will you still encourage me to go beyond my limits?

For the first time, I want to say “October please be good to me”. I want to see you, but I don’t want to meet you. Not now.