My Dearest S~d,
In the painful months after we parted, the sense of hopelessness invaded my heart. It was after we met again that I realized every little thing that happened in the world mattered to me. I was grateful to be born into this world. My heart that loved you too deeply, loved the world which you live in as well. Every time i see a worn out pen beside the road, I'd be reminded of the days when I had you. When I wrote about love and our little misadventures on my journal, when I rest my head on your shoulder on certain days, when I carelessly hug you so tightly on several occasions for reasons I kept to myself, or that time when we had that huge fight on the beach and ended up sitting next to each other watching the setting sun disappear at the far end of the horizon (how beautiful was it to remind us of how things in life is impermanent?).
Our love may have been iconoclastic, it may have been seen unconventional, it may have been more than many ways, so fragile, but it was pure; real and true; And for that i will forever be grateful.
With that being said, its the wet season again and I am afraid that this would be the first, of the many seasons, we're going to be spending apart. It would probably be the most painful season that our hearts would ever see. I would be out of my mind if i tell you that i am not moved by what time has allowed us to clinch on. But thats okay. Cest la vie! I have placed my trust in the belief that in time we will make it through. We have to.
So for now, I wish you the same things I have always wished you before: That you always be happy. May happiness hold on to you so tightly that not even time can take it away. May you go on living, have your own adventures and see the beauty of the world in your own eyes. One day, when and if time permits, i would love to hear about your many stories on the road. And always, always put in your heart that even if I could no longer be with you as your swain confidant, that doesn't mean that I love you any less. Farewell.
With all my tender affections,
A***
