Every time I write something about you, I’ve always wondered what you’d think and feel if you knew.

Last night, I was on the verge of sending you my blog’s URL without telling you that it’s mine. Would you realize it was made solely for you?

Would you recognize the small talks we shared? There’s a chance, yes, but I bet, you won’t remember it the way I did. Every moments we shared together, just the two of us or with a couple of others, I have it memorized so I could replay it on my mind over and over again. That’s not enough, though. I have to write it here and tagged your name because I am hoping I can show it to you someday.

This blog.

We and the Passing Seasons

I tried to start another story, though this one might be a little different from the ones you used to read. I make it look like some random compilations of short entries from different characters that I had created in my mind. Different stories, different people, different personalities, but all of their lives continue to evolve and move together with the passing seasons.  

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