Every time I press the keys on my phone, typing those words, I seem to feel the flow of emotions, from my heart, through my fingertips, reaching another person's world.
10CM, this name, once was a clear sky in my heart. I remember that time when he, not wearing a tie for work, specially bought a tie, and the careful yet somewhat childlike way he tried it on is still vivid in my mind. I couldn't help but tell him, "You look great in a tie." At that moment, I felt like we were closer.
However, reality is always cruel. The shadow of illness loomed over him, and he became silent. I still occasionally sent him messages to express my care and support, but the responses I received were few and far between.
Perhaps, text messages are like a mirror, reflecting our truest emotions. When he didn't reply to me, I didn't feel disappointed; instead, I cherished those moments of warmth even more.