Dear Anne,

I don't really know if you have read, been reading or will read through my letters. I have been pouring my heart out through these words, well, even through countless stories I share yet I don't really get much from you back. I am not angry, sad maybe? Because yes, I am dying to hear how your day went, may it be good or bad... From simple things as what you had for lunch or what you wore that day (I love imagining how you look like from here - how those curly locks fall on your shoulders, or if you're wearing white because they look good on you).

I will just be here. I'll try something that may or may not work (but yeah, you're always worth the risk) and hopefully this silence from me can help you with the time and space you asked of me.

I will just be here, patiently waiting for a 'hey' from you, or even maybe a 'how are you?'. I will just be here, praying for you to have good days every day, that you don't have to work too late or too much because it drives me worried, and for you to have good night sleeps because I know how you love your bed.

I will just be here, with high hopes that in this silence, you look for my smile... Or how I try (sometimes in futile attempts of using cats) to make you smile when you had a bad day... And how I braved singing just to let you know that I have been thinking about you, all the time.

I will just be here.

Always yours,

Mims