I missed you too.

 I can't write at Twitter. And I can't write at Facebook. But I know you have missed me.

What am I supposed to do?

Every time I wrote to you or even think about you, I get sick. I sleepwalk.

Sometimes I stopped and I don't know why. And I was happy. But I started thinking about you again and send you a message, and then I got sick.

I am not making up stories.

I missed you so much. But I had to pretend I don't missed or think about you.

Just so I don't sleepwalked.

It's a curse on my part.

Maybe I am not supposed to be with you.

Even from far away.

Love...

Your Owl.