This is not a goodbye but until we meet again.

Sometime in 2012, afternoon. Chatting some random at YM, I met you. As hours passed by, we did talk. The days go as same as we meet. We have a great time, adventures, and passions. Fast forward to June 27, 2013, we're married. So perfect. But after seven years, we called it quits. I failed you, and you went on your own. To this day, we never talk. So lonely.

If we overcome those obstacles, we're celebrating at 10. But the itch caught us. We chose to part. I've learned to move on from you. Do some things a single man can do. I realized those were temporary. Happy, yes, but it is still lonely. Sometimes I miss you. I do.

Now, we already learned to be separated from each other. That's ok. I've enjoyed the years we've been together. Thank you for your time, attention, and love. Thank you for giving me the greatest gift, our kids. I promised you that I'd take care of them, always.

To you, Mica. Take care of yourself.