Why don't we just turn back time?

My dear,

I'm glad you gave me a ring to let me know you're doing perfectly fine over there. You have no idea how worried I was, mystified bout everything that could have happen, you should know me, thinking too much and stuff. (:

I miss you truckloads, this sucks. this really sucks, when you're not here to cherish and revel our SPM results. We always say once when we were young that we'll go collect the results together. You drive, i follow. Or i drive, you follow. I don't know until now its whose turn to win, we always seem to quarrel bout petty things like that. It's kind of funny in a way. Only both of us could ever find this endearing, not annoying.

I love you.
Call me again soon. xoxo.