Things change;
People change.
Reality hits me straight to the face and I have no choice but to wake up.
Waking up as the new me but with the same, old soul on the inside.
Life, is tough.
I realize that writing a letter to someone who doesn't know me is stupid.
Telling him something that is supposed to be a secret is wrong.
I'm no longer living in illusion.
Reality. All because of reality.
Should I stop writing letters to you, Yi Xing?
30.04.2017
