Dear Ana, the young girl I once knew that has turned into a woman. My angel sent down to earth personally from God, to protect a broken fragile soul. Anastasiya Guzchenko, this time I say your name in full not because I’m mad but because I’m grateful. I got to see you smile, cry, and your appreciation. Best of all, I still manage to annoy you over the little things. I love you for you and don’t ever change.
Love isn’t painful