Let it be a letter.
To you, Mell, to you when you are older and you can read it and see it and remember it.
Right now you're my bridge to childhood.
where you feel more than you say,
where you still remember what unconditional love is,
where you don't have to hide your feelings and you're not afraid to be weak in front of everyone,
where you can eat snow and want to walk on water,
you remember clearly how your mom smells and you feel her kisses every day.
Thank you, Mell, for your-my childhood.