This week was hard. There's not much to it. But just when I was ready to explode into tears and give up all hope, my mom handed my a little white envelope with my favorite handwriting scribbled across the front. And somewhere in this envelope, between the pages laced with words, I found happiness. Happiness and love. And really that's all you ever need.
Halfway across the world and you still know how to make everything okay. Your timing is always impeccable, your words always perfectly placed. Two-and-a-half more years before I get to see your face, but hopefully after that we never have to be separated again, cause honestly, you're one of those people that can never be replaced.
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