I almost asked for the blue moon to keep me sane.
Have you already forgotten that the last time we had any form of communication was also after three years?
And why on earth have you suddenly appeared in my life again if you're not going to even bother answering my messages? It pains me to think that that only message that you've given me would remain in my inbox for as long as it's possible. Talk about pathetic fossils. Besides, I myself already feel like I'm being fossilized alive.
Do I have to start counting the years again?