While organizing my room, I came across a shoebox overflowing with our memories. I couldn’t help but think—will our lives ever cross again? Should I dare to ask, “Do you recall how intensely we were drawn to each other?” I was enchanted by the natural warmth of your skin, the tenderness in your eyes whenever I whispered your name and kissed those irresistible, full cheeks. I yearned for nothing more than to hold your hand every single moment, even while I worked. Your hands cradled my very soul—my breath, my bones, my heart… my everything. I lived only for you. Do you remember? How our lives entwined, becoming inseparable. You were like my favorite sweater—I never questioned if you fit, I wore you every day, convinced you made me look amazing. Do you remember the adventures we planned? No matter how dangerous they seemed, as long as it was just us against the world, we believed we could conquer anything and live for one another. I used to draw endless maps on your back as you slept, each one guiding us back to each other. But now, that home feels like a charred ruin, and I can’t escape the lingering presence of you in every cup of coffee, in every vanilla-scented room. I think of you even as I bake cheesecakes or brainstorm business ideas. I still longed for your support, for you to reach out when life got hard. But in the end, you held my tears as if they were salt on your wounds, promises left unfulfilled. Every tear I shed was for everything between our first kiss and the moment I gathered your broken love songs from the floor, begging, “Please… we can make this work, just one more chance. We can overcome this.” If you ever doubted my determination, just look at the scars I carved into my skin to remind myself that blood is nothing compared to heartbreak. But you looked at me with empty eyes, hurling words that tore through my soul. I learned that when your heart shatters as quickly as a bullet, the pain far surpasses the devastation of a hundred bombs. If I could say anything to you now, I’d profess my love for you one last time. With a bittersweet smile on my lips and love still in my heart, I wish you all the joy I could never give you.