In the endless passage of time, our communication seems to be interrupted by the ripples of years. I strive to extract from the trivial fragments, turning the emotions condensed by you into words, no matter how chaotic they may be, hoping to eventually find a home in your eyes.
This summer, my refrigerator is filled with memories frozen by time, pieces of fragile watermelon and icy pineapple beer, as if to awaken my memories of the past when opened for the last time. Whenever I organize these remaining fragments, there is always an indescribable emotion surging in my heart, as if seeking a resting place for the bygone years.
Two years have passed, and I seem to have become somewhat lazy, and my enthusiasm for life has gradually been diluted by the passage of time. The goals I once pursued now seem less important, and I begin to reflect on the meaning of life and explore the direction of life. Perhaps this is growth, a transition from pursuing passion to savoring tranquility. I still hold yearning for the future in my heart, but also feel content with the present stability.
My dear, I find myself becoming more mature, more rational, and more cherishing of the life in front of me. Dreams may have changed, but my love for you remains unwavering. Regardless of how time changes, my heart will always belong to you, you are the most precious presence in my life.
Perhaps we cannot always be together, but my thoughts will always accompany you. May you be happy and blessed, may our love be like this love letter, conveying deep affection and warmth. Until forever, I love you.