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The Letter

Sifra, my love,

Maybe I've made a mistake yesterday, but yesterday’s me is still me. I am who I am today, with all my faults. Tomorrow I might be a tiny bit wiser, and that’s me, too.

You’ve seen all of me. The good and bad. Yet you still love me the same way, and I’m really glad for it.

Sifra, you can ruin me. But you don’t anyway. You have all of me. You own my heart, and you can break it a thousand times if you like. But you never did it.

I’m sorry for always hurting you. I know you deserve better than me, deserve so much, deserve more and more than me. But I don’t want to let you go.

Because I’m nothing without you.

You are the half of me. And I need you for the rest of my life. I promise you, I will never let you go.

I am the happiest man alive because I have you. And I will always have you, because I will do everything to make you feel loved and appreciated. Sometimes, when I wake up, I wonder how I ever deserved you, but the answer is simple: we belong together.

If you only knew how many times you come to my mind when I’m in my dreams. You’re a part of everything I do and think, and I want you to know that this will never change.

The day I saw you, the day I first looked into your eyes, I could see the rest of my life in them, and guess what?

We were there together. We were holding hands and loving each other unconditionally. That’s what I’m doing even today. I love you unconditionally.

Ain’t nothin’ better. Because we beat the odds together.

You will always be the sun in my sky, the river that runs through my soul, and the very air I breathe. Till death do us part.