I forget everything when you come into my mind; but still I will give a try.

The night after we first expressed; I went outside and wished on the brightest star that all my happiness could be given to you. I know you think wishing on stars is stupid, but that’s me. In fact, I am so naive that I like to imagine that you still think about me now after so many years. I like to think that you sometimes wonder about me.

But even if you don’t, even if I was nothing but a blip on the grand radar of your beautiful life, that’s Okay. You taught me more about myself than any other person and in return I can only hope that you know how much I loved you.

I wish, you’re the happiest person on the planet, I wish for you love, joy and hope, not because you gave me these things, but because you taught me how to find them in me.

I will never forget you.

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