The First Greetings

Hi me,

i don't know where to start or how to start.

it has been a while, right.

i always wanted to write to you about my thoughts, dreams, fears and about all the silly things.

my most dearest me, i thought i lost you.

and i realized the  only thing i can do is hold on to you.

i want to talk to you more and more.

more than anything else it gives me comfort.

think this as the fresh flowers in the morning which picked by the loved one.

here are my greetings.

to many more letters ♡.


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