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My dearest, There are days when my heart is full of memories of you, and I can't help but smile as they fill my mind. Memories of past life linger with me each night, like a sweet lullaby, and though they brings a sense of longing, I can't help but treasure every moment we've shared. How could a love that’s supposedly infinite ever come to an end? Love is such a deep emotion, and even though you're not here with me yet, I continue to feel your presence in the warmth of every memory. Sometimes, I try to convince myself that love should be free of troubles, that the road ahead should be clear and smooth. It’s about the thrill of sharing my thoughts with you, and following you even when the path seems unclear. Maybe there’s no fixed goal, no perfect end, but every step I take toward you fills me with a sense of purpose and joy. For years, I float through life, carried by the wind of my thoughts, always chasing after that elusive feeling of happiness—like a dream I’m reaching for, even when sometimes it seems just beyond my full grasp. For two decades, I raise my sails, hoping they’ll carry my message to you: how deeply I miss you, how much I long for your company. The river of my thoughts is full of sweet memories, even as it pulls me in all directions, but I don’t mind the journey. So here I am, raising my sails once more, sending them into the winds, hoping they’ll find their way to you. I can’t help but feel a little lighter knowing that you are out there, and with every gust of wind, my heart grows fuller with the hope of what’s to come. Yours always,  26@L.A.