Mei,
I wholeheartedly love you.
For years, this letter has long abandoned in my mind, and I haven't sent this one to you. I thought that this letter would render me as unethical, but here I am, trying to send this letter. I finally dare to do so, and I finally sent this one to you and you only, Imouto-chan. It has been a bleak couple of years, all of my life filled with darkness, blackness, and the sorrow of longing you. Not much known about our love since I do not believe in such matters. Sometimes, I cannot pour my feelings wholly to you because of I often bad at talking about it. You must love how I encourage you to pour out your feelings and how I let you try everything you didn't know and eager to know. I remember the time when we kissed on a bridge at night after a long chase between you and me in that temple; you must be thinking that I am crazy, and at the same time, it was very romantic of us.
I thank you for turning the wheels of my life. From a trendy fashionista to a fashionista with brains. I won several essay writing and debating competitions, thanks to you! I feel different, and I thought that I could take over my old-self and become a new Yuzu that preserves the older Yuzu. I know that might be complicated to understand, but you get the idea, right? I remember the time when we first met and how awkward it was for me to acknowledge you like your younger step-sister, as well as the President of the Student Council. I can feel that you have no interest in me as sisters and classmates alike, and the kiss you gave that night was terrific, and I cannot seek any words to describe how lucky I was to meet and to have you as my sister. From the strict discipline of the Aihara Academy to the beautiful countryside of Kyoto, I wholeheartedly love and cherish every moment I laid my eyes on you and how our love as sisters grew as time passed by, as people come and go.
I love you for being bold, cold, and straight out cute. I think that is the most distinct persona of you whenever I think of you or remember a thing I saw earlier and eager to do it with you. I wish I told you this, but your struggle makes us stronger than ever, your efforts to understand me. Whenever I think of you in front of my laptop, there is always a word for your beauty; there is still a word for your efforts to manage things that I cannot handle it myself properly.
This letter could be the first and the last I send your way, and I admit, you outlived me.
Have a happy marriage and a happy life.
I love you.
Yuzu Aihara (nee Okogi)