A love letter


I used to write love letter to you, everyday. 
Maybe because that was all I could do. 
Then imagined the existence of you.
If I lucky, 
I would met you in my dream or had a slight vision of you.

Now, there are so many things I can do with you.
And I miss writing you again.  

But how can I write?
Letter H becomes a 'hug', 
U becomes 'us' 
and letter G becomes 'giggles' that can’t stop bursting from your lips.

How can I?

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