Literature
Special
Have you ever wondered what the person you like the most is thinking about at the very moment they pop into your mind? Have you wondered if they were thinking about you? I have, on multiple occasions. And as if by fate, he was thinking of me, too.
It was late in New York, about midnight, which meant it was five in the morning in Berlin. I was having trouble sleeping, so I decided to log onto Facebook and see who was online. There was no one. Go figure. I was really hoping he was on, too. I updated my status and was about to sign off, when he messaged me, making me smile.
Hey.
Hey.
What's up? How have you been?
I've been decent. I've