Sometimes, fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing direction, even two parallel lines could possibly meet one day. You only stopped for a moment, and when you turn around, it’s gone…
I met a girl a year ago. We dated for 3 months and I filmed our private moments together.  One day I woke up and she was gone, leaving a goodbye note on my fridge.
I called her and asked to send me a recording of the letter narrated with her voice so I could make a small film with our small moments.
What you see is our real story.