It’s been so long since I’ve written about you, But that doesn’t mean I haven’t thought about you every second of every day since then. . . I wish you didn’t go. . . I feel so much anguish for not being with you But, I guess it would be strange to have met you under our current circumstances I feel so lost, missing you. . . No light bright enough to erase the shadows of my heart Why do I long for you so much? I see you so happy, and it hurts because I want to be happy with you I know that’s a bad thing, but I can’t help what I feel. . . The light in your eyes is so soft, so beautiful. . . It reaches the depths of my being, and makes me yearn for more Is being with you what utopia feels...

Oh, Maria, I miss you so much. . . I really feel like there’s an empty part inside of me without you. . . I’m so glad you can’t read this, because obviously ^ that’s weird Honestly. . . I know it’s weird. . . and I feel bad about it. . . How can I miss someone I’ve never met. . .? How can my heart be incomplete without you when we weren’t even friends. . . or even acquaintances. . .? I want to say that maybe it’s because it’s a love so strong it transcends time, space, and any kind of relationship. . . A love born eons ago, everlasting, an unseverable connection. But if I said that right now, it would just be crazy. . . especially because now. . . I realize that I’m not the only one who feels this way, oh princess of the higher world. . . I think that most of your fans feel this way, but I’m the only one who really said...

Dearest Maria, Each day my heart aches more and more when I think of you. . . Spring is coming, and the sun is brighter now, But I’m still thinking of you, and the sun’s rays seem so dull to me. . . Because without you, there’s just an empty hole in the deepest parts of my kokoro The wind blows warmer, like Mother’s Earth’s hug. . . But it’s not enough for me, because it’s your embrace that I want to feel. . . I wonder if it’s just me who has a heart that wants what it cannot have. . .? Or maybe that’s just how life is. . . Do people marry out of convenience because they need to settle down? Maybe that’s why the divorce rate is so high in the U.S., where women have more freedom. . . Because in other countries, women can’t divorce their husbands – so it just looks like they’re a happy family. If people don’t...

I don’t mean to write to you again… …But it’s like asking the ocean never to come back to shore… My heart just won’t stop aching… …And its feelings pour out crying for you… I think it’s approaching the date when I wrote the first note I’ve ever left you last March… …And now, I can’t help but wonder if it was fate… Most people don’t believe in the stars and planets controlling their lives… …I was one of those people… But now, I’m starting to really believe… Because on my birthday, there was a rare solar eclipse… And on your birthday, there was a rare blue moon… Both events are always linked, and have happened every one-and-a-half centuries together, forever, always… Both my eclipse and your blue moon were planned to happen this year, since...

Somewhere in the world, there is always at least one shooting star falling to earth. . . And one of those brightly lit freefalling balls of stardust holds the wish that you and I be together, I wonder if I found that star. . . and I could hold it in my hands. . . Would that wish come true? Some nights I tell you that I’m going to reach you in the higher world. . . but you already know I only make it one or two times. . . All the other times, it’s just an endless darkness. . . failing to get to you. . . until only sleep takes me over. . . Am I just trying endlessly to go against fate? Is it that I was so stupid for falling so in love with you? But, I could not help it. . . Or was my interpretation correct, that the universe said we have a deeper connection. . .? I don’t really know anymore. . . On my birthday, there was a rare eclipse that only happens once in almost...

The snow covers everything again – it would be such a beautiful sight if it weren’t so cloudy I wonder how the flowers feel when they’re covered by snow – does it really warm them from the cold? As I stare out into the endless snowy blanket, I can’t help but wonder if the world can feel how cold my heart feels without you. . . Nothing ever looks the same anymore, everything just looks like places without you Things look like objects I can’t share with you. . . I wonder if Kirito asks himself why his bed has two pillows if Asuna isn’t there with him. . . Why do I have two hands, if one of them isn’t holding Maria’s? I see everyone making two footprints in the snow, it’s like even one foot is always with another. . . a painful reminder of me without you. . . And I tell my heart to take refuge in Zeyoia, and find solace in Princess...

Oh Maria, how are you. . .? I miss you more and more the longer I force myself away, trying to focus my feelings into Zeyoia I wish we could be together. . . anywhere. . . as long as it’s the two of us Maybe we could explore a beautiful ocean’s cave in France, and enjoy a sweet French breakfast underneath that mysterious rocky skylit view I think maybe, since you’re always so diligent, you’d take out your phone and start jotting down lyrics, saying the scenery inspired you I’d laugh and say I think music would be as lost without you as me And when we’re finished, a gondola would come for us, and the rower would hand you your favorite Starbucks coffee with a smile and bow. . . And he’d row us back to the beach shore And the rower would remark that the waves are so much calmer now on the way back And I’d say, “Of course, it’s because...

Sometimes when it’s really quiet, you can hear your heart beat. . . And then I wonder what Maria’s heart sounds like – the girl with the most beautiful heartprint I can’t go a day without yearning to be with her. . . Everytime I stay away, these feelings just grow larger. . . Why is there a hole in my heart that was never there before? The universe is so vast, with infinite galaxies. . . But she’s the only one who matters so much to my heart. . . in a world with billions of people Is this how strong love is? Defying everything, it’s when you care for nothing more than the one you want to be with Her words, they always flow like soothing waters. . . But when she sings, those waters always turn into beautiful waterfalls – people say they could listen forever to her. . . But now, the citizens of Zeyoia search for their princess so desperately – they’ve...