I forgot to tell you: I saw a reel on Instagram talking about the size of the universe, that we are millions of light-years away from another galaxy that is coming towards us and that in x billions of years it will collide with ours. Every time we talk, I mention how I haven't been lucky enough to live near you or to have met you in person, but thinking about it, in such a gigantic universe, I was lucky to at least have met you, to at least be able to see that beautiful smile through a screen. Destiny could have never even introduced me to you, that would have been bad luck: finding other smiles, Northeastern accents, conversations, curves and being content with them, because I didn't know you existed.