Dear Provo,
Let me first say that I love you and I miss you, but you should know I have met somewhere. I'm falling in love with Rexburg. Every time I step outside it is an adventure and probably most thrilling thing of all, running in the snow to the temple and then flying down to the river. Standing on that bridge out of breath, seeing ever puff of tired air float up into the sky, feeling the icy breeze kissing my face, and staring out onto the almost completely frozen water, soaking everything in, it's magic.
Provo, I think it's just bad timing for us. Someday we'll be together again, but I'm happy here for now can't you see? I will always love you.
Sincerely,
Daniella
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