H,

i don’t know why i reached out to you in NYE.

i had my family, friends, drinks, but there will always be something missing: a certain someone.

so i decided to reply to one of your stories about confessing before new year started.

i didn’t knew back then you’d reply. i just simply click sent and hope for nothing, just usual.

and usually you’ll reach back.

i’m glad you did reply though.

but i also glad i replied with “you always do this for NYE?” not the ones i initially wants to send

“would it be nice if you had loved me the way i do?”

you’ll always be my first love, H.