dear you,

reading yours makes me feel like I have done something really wrong back then. At the slightest time, I hope for the time to take me back there but I know it will never going to happen and all that I have is everything that is in front of me now. That you have been on a very right hand, and I should be focused on my own business.

I'm lost at words now. I guess you were having a very hard time, were you? I wish I could be a better sister or friend. I wish you could share your stories to me, not avoiding me for the so-called gap of age. I was so arrogant to ignore the idea of being growing up and living life in teen ages.

I'm sorry. And I mean it. Thank you for the enlightenment anyway. And I miss you