We can't choose where we can come from, but we can choose where we go from here.
I know it's not all the answers.
But it was enough to start putting these pieces together.
I don't know if I will have the time to write any more letters, because I might be too busy trying to participate.
So, if this does end up being the last letter, I just want you to know that.
I was in a bad place before I started high school. And you helped me.
Even if you didn't know what I was talking about, or know someone who's gone through it, it made me not feel alone.
Because I know there are people who say all of these things don't happen.
And there are people who forget what it's like to be 16 when they turn 17.
I know these will all be stories someday.
And our pictures will become old photographs.
And we'll all become somebody's mom or dad.
But right now, these moments are not stories.
This is happening. I am here.
And I am looking at her. And she is so beautiful.
I can see it.
This one moment when you know you're not a sad story.
You are alive.
And you stand up and see the lights on the buildings, and everything that makes you wonder.
And you are listening to that song on that drive, with the people you love most in this world.
And in this moment, I swear,
we are infinite.
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