Dear Hunny,
It's November and the rain reminds me of you. Of the countless times I see you emerge from the arrival gates at the DZR airport, while I hold an umbrella over my head in the pouring rain at 5am. Of our quiet breakfast at the Mc Donalds place near the Tacloban pier, with your steaming hot coffee radiating warmth.Miss ya, and see you tomorrow.
T.
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