Everyone is the keeper of a secret, and every secret is about love. The reunion spanning ten years has once again opened up the dusty memories of each other. Looking for traces of the once green love in the long years, I found that every look towards you, every warm smile, every habit that has not changed, is a love letter silently written to you, written every day whether you are here or not.
Intention: Now that I see a gentleman, I am not happy about it.