He's in Cavite while I'll be staying in Baguio for a year or so. His family will visit him on his 45th day in the academy and that's by June 15. It's a Wednesday and sadly, my classes will start on June 7. Too much for hoping that I could see him. So his sister told me to write him a letter instead. I started the letter yesterday and decided that my letter is more of a journal/diary. I'll update him on what's happening here outside, then I'll tell him stories. The usual way when he was still here.

I know a friend who's in love with someone but like our story, they were separated by fate. The guy's in PMA. It's been two years and yet, nothing changed on how they feel for each other. I want that to happen to me, too. ;)

Sana lahat may happy ending. Please, Lord. Help me hold on.