Seven years of love. I thought we had gone from meeting to knowing each other to understanding each other. I thought we would go from school uniforms to wedding gowns. I thought our future was certain. I thought your child would call me Dad. But little by little, we had less and less to say to each other, until we eventually lost touch. Perhaps by the time we finally made it to marriage, love had nothing to do with it anymore... Still, I’m glad I was lucky enough to have you in my life for six years and to dream such a long, beautiful dream. From now on, I wish you happiness every day, free from worry. Our story began...
