The letter

Dear person reading this,

I don’t know you, and you don’t know me. I can’t say if I love you, but the fact that we met is nothing but fate. The fact that we spoke, even just once, could be considered God’s will, given the impossibility of it.

Dear lovely person reading this,

I don’t know your name. I know nothing about you. But I do know that at some point in your life, you have felt lonely—because who hasn’t?

Dear beautiful person reading this,

I don’t know what kind of face you’re making as you read this, or if you’re even reading it at all. But if you are, I truly appreciate it. And I hope you read this with a smile.

Dear friend who has read this far,

I wonder if we will meet again. The moment I saw you, I unconsciously handed you this letter—the important letter I have saved for an important person. Perhaps you are the one I have been searching for.

Dear my one and only, my true love,

I wonder if God could grant me a chance… If you could grant me a chance—to make you smile again, to shield you from winter’s wind, to be your shade in the harsh summer sun. To hold your hand when you feel alone. To be strong when you are weak. To praise you when you long to be praised.

I shall cherish your kindness. I shall forgive your sins. Your existence is the greatest gift—an art piece never finished, yet breathtaking in its incompleteness.

We shall meet tomorrow at XXX, Street XXX, Province XXX.

Setsu, the Handsome