I write so many letters to you that I would never send. I think of you when I'm alone and when I'm surrounded by individuals. Our memories carry me through and I recall how and when we met. Our laughs, our memories all of which is still so precious to me. I cherish it all even. I love recalling seeing you in your uniform and our race to reach to school first. You made the colour blue and grey look so attractive that among a population of hundreds you still stood out among the crowds. I saw only you and I still do. I can't see, think or love and admire anyone the way I love and admire you. You are different. I talk to you every day but it's not the same. Time has past and we are not the same but I'm still attracted to you the same way. I miss you.