Dear Anne,

I was below than below my empty yesterday. Crying for almost 12hrs straight was something I never though I could handle - but did since I knew my heart was trying to be strong for itself, for you and for us. I may have lost it a couple of times, being out of hand calling and sending you text messages but it patiently waited and stilled itself.

Yes, it was as if a candle was burning its last drop of wax. Or a light flickering, just waiting until the fuse gives up on it. But it still shines. It still radiates light, warmth... And love. And my heart was willing to consume itself just to have fuel again and burn endlessly and more passionately than ever before.

I am just here. Just like how I can neglect sleep just to catch a glimpse of you or talk to you again.

You are always loved, Anne. Always.

Days are starting to become shorter... My heart yearns to be with you already. :)

Yours and only yours,
Mims