Dear Maxime,

I met you on a spring afternoon. When I first saw you,you were asleep, or at least pretending to be. I was unaware of the significance of that moment. But now, Isee how amazing it is, how every choice we made and every path we took in our lives led us to that oneplace where our roads intersected.

You know, I never expected to fall in love with you,but I did. At that point in my life, I wasn't ready for love, nor did I think it would meet me. Perhaps that's why our lives crossed so briefly - the love would have destroyed me.

Now, in this new place in life, I find that you are often on my mind. Funny how that happens. Although I thought about you over the past half year, it was as if in a faded memory, distant and far away. But now, with each passing day, I find you drawing closer and closer. I am confused by these stirrings, I am confused by how close you feel - time and distance should have dissolved these emotions.

I don't really know what this is, this love. It sits patiently at the surface of the wall of my heart, waiting, as if there would be a moment when it plans to show itself in its glory. The love I had felt before was so passionate, so wild, so full of youth and freedom and at the same time, ego. It was a love that was selfish, a love I couldn't let myself express unless I knew the other person loved me back. But this...this is something more. There is peace here, as if my heart says "if I never see you again, what I felt and feel for you...it is enough, let that be enough."

I don't know where our lives will lead us. I don't know if I'll ever see you again, or if we will ever get the chance to become more than what we are, two friends who deeply respect and love each other. But I guess the reason I am writing this is just to say that I love you, and that I believe in you so don't ever be afraid of being alone because you're not.

One day you will find the home that you are looking for.

Stay young Maxime, Stay beautiful.

Sincerely yours,
QC