I started this decade with my game plan all set. Everything was written down and I intended on having them fulfilled. Focus on the goal, eyes on the prize.

In the middle of the decade, I got lost. So lost that I even forgot how to go back. So I wandered, and let myself experience things that were not part of my plan. You were not part of my plan. Meeting you, and being attached to you, that's all unexpected. But I'm glad it happened.

I'm glad you happened. I don't know if you know any of this, but you became one of the familiar people I sought out in crowds. Your messages became part of the routine, even though from the start, I know how big the red flags were. I promised myself that you will not live in my poetries and my songs. But no, my promises to myself were written on water and just one smile, I found myself falling for that one damned smile.

I already accepted the fact that we are intersecting lines, we meet at one point until we need to go our separate ways.

You said I am oblivious. No, I know exactly what you meant, but between the unsaid words and uncertainty of our situation, I chose to remain safe. I chose to be uncertain as not to lose you.

And so, as this decade closes, I wanted you to know that you are my fool's gold.

Happy New Decade! Remember that you're not lost. If you ever need to be discovered, I'm always here.