305/365
It has been another year passed, and you're that beautiful to me. I thought we may dance a lot, cry a lot, achieving dreams we always talked about — "I'd love to see our babies", we said. But as the fate is against our will, we are no longer afford to be 'there'. But I guess that's fine, you're less from suffer in another world.
If I could turn back time, I have a lot to say between gratitudes and apologies— that's the regret I've always kept.