I never did read the letter you wrote me. It\\\’s still in my mooncake tin. I was too scared then. I think I have more reason to be now. I wonder if there\\\’ll be a right time

I imagine you finding this, half scared, half excited that you might recognise me from the words. I still miss you. But I think at this point I\\\’m letting it drag on. I\\\’m doing really well.

are you still in the sun

I wish we could\\\’ve visited Maine