Dear Anne,

It's the 9th here... And still, I celebrate this day like how we always do. I was going through our photos early in the morning, remembering the conversations we had during these immortalized memories. I remember how gentle your voice sounds like or how cute you laugh when we share a joke, or the meal we shared and the stories we told each other. I remember our very first "date" - in a cafe in our campus, where you made me guess what your favorite dessert was. Believe it or not, despite my goldfish memory of names, events or places, our memories will always be vivid in my mind and heart. Every day and every night I still smell your shampoo, or your natural scent when I wake up or before sleep.

And I know now, the 9th there, you may be going on with your own ways. Working, hanging out with friends... Driving, whatever it may be. But please do remember that here, I am consistently remembering each and every detail of this special day, of what it celebrates. For I know that the 9th will not just be an ordinary day, for in this day, I was once given the privilege to own, and be owned, by a very beautiful woman. This day was the start of the rest of my life. We could have been faced with struggles, trials. But I know ever since April 9th of 2011, the universe decided to write a fairy tale.

And this story is yet to unfold.

You are always loved, Anne.

All yours,

Your Mims.