“Just waiting for her… until the end.”
For Yuna
Thank you for the smiles, the lessons, and the two years.
It started with blocks in 2022. You handed me a pickaxe in Minecraft, taught me how to survive the night, and showed me how to build something from nothing. Then, you handed me knowledge—teaching me the logic of code, guiding my hands from placing blocks to writing scripts.
I am endlessly grateful for the time we had. It was the foundation of who I am becoming.
I know you can't come back now. The silence since 2024 is loud, and I miss you more than code can express. I understand the reality—that you may not love me back, that you might ignore me, or perhaps even hate me.
But I still love you. And quietly, gently, I am still waiting.
“Thank you for making me smile and happy. Thank you for the 2 years.”
“She taught me to play, to build, to code — but not how to say goodbye.”
“From blocks to code, you guided me. You’ll always be part of what I build.”
“I know you don’t love me. I know you ignore me, maybe even hate me… but I still love you. I miss you.”