Maybe there is still a chance we can be together.
Maybe, like we always wanted to, we can cuddle in bad weather.
Maybe our love can still have a forever.
Maybe there is still a chance, once again, our lips shall meet.
Maybe we both refuse to accept defeat.
Maybe I miss you.
Maybe you miss me, too.
Maybe, without you, I don't know what to do.
Maybe we will both get better.
Maybe you won't have a need to deny a letter.
Maybe I can move on.
Maybe I can stay strong.
Maybe we can both love another.
Maybe we don't need each other.
Maybe we will treat the next right, from all the things we learned.
Maybe our well being shall be earned.
Maybe our mementos will not last.
Maybe I won't live in the past.
Maybe...there can still be an us.
There are many uncertainties I have, but there are some things I know for sure. I still want to be with you. I still cry for you; the tears on the paper of which this was written on is proof. I'm still in love with you,
Jules, remember when we defied the distance