Emma

People say we have a lot in common.

Although I am immeasurably happy to hear that… I don’t know.

People may say I’m an optimist, that I’m cheerful, enthusiastic, always see the good in life. And I think… Have you met my brother?

People may say I’m social, caring or generous. And I think… Thanks, but let me tell you about my brother.

People may say it’s nice how I have trust and show trust in people. And I’m like, Haha,… wait until you see my brother! (He’s crazy).

People may say that I’m creative, smart or intelligent. And I think good God! You obviously have not met my brother.

People may say I’m scattered, chaotic, naive, a dumb blonde… Come on, you know it, you beat me in all of that.

People may say they admire my environmental and humanitarian commitments, my idealism. And I just think, go take that admiration to my brother!

People may even say I’m good-looking. And then I just think, Ha! I’m never gonna introduce you to my brother!

Andreas,

Where you were, is where I wanted to be.

What you could do, is what I wanted to do.

I’ve always admired you. You were my source of energy.
And now I feel as if I lost a soulmate.

I’ve said it enough. But I’ll say it again.
And again.
And again.
And probably a few more times after that.

I love you.

And I’m happy I took each and every chance I had to remind you.