Dear You,

I might confess this feeling to her once she's married with three or four childrens, or on her wedding eve or after her wedding or before her wedding or after I got a stable job. Three options, only need one right time.

But that right time, will it come or never...because I am tired of waiting.

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Letters which are not going to be sent to you.

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This story means a lot to me. These are my raw feelings. Read at risk.

Inspired by her.