|This is a story about Ada and her blog posts about the way she misses Railey, the love that she has lost...|

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Today, I found myself writing to you again. I would fold them into paper airplanes, wondering how I could send them all to you.

I don't dare to fly them out my window. Because I fear they wouldn't fly high enough to reach you up in the heavens. And I don't want to lose any piece of your memories.

And sometimes, I wish there is a post office in the heavens. Because everytime I miss you, I couldn't help but write to you. I couldn't help but write about you. And I couldn't help but wonder if you have a message for me, too.

I have so many things I wish to tell you, Rai. And I would like it if...