To the stranger

Am I being hypocrite if I would say, you never crossed my mind? But the truth is I do miss you and I insanely want to talk to you. It's not a crime, is it? In our meager chance to know each other I wondered if it could have been better if I've known you for a long time. But chances do happen. I don't believe in coincidence but I believe in chances. Some day we will be crossing the same paths, trudging the same alley.

I don't know what I want, you don't know what you want and you were partly right about it. God knows how much I wanted to shout, hey can I and Destin be part of those plans and goals you are aiming for? But I don't know you, I don't know the person in you. In my poor attempt to read what was on your mind, I nearly broke down and was incredibly aghast, with what truly were running through your head. You are stranger to me but I hope one day you will become someone I know, someone I would respect and someone who would become Destin's epitome of goodness.

Haaaapppp. I miss you. Is it bad to miss a stranger? A stranger who is the father of my little Destin?