I shouldn't have told you anything about your profile in friendster. And now I realize about my stupidity...what a fool. I do that very often...and I realize now..on one hand, I was saying you were free to feel..and on the other hand I was questioning your profile. What was I thinking about?? That was like the final lashing and I was too blind to notice it  (point for you my love)
I loved you too much that I think I didn't love you well. I told you that once..of course, you didn't believe it because I think you were feeling the same way. But now I know I did something wrong...I can't figure out what..but there must be something, otherwise things wouldn't have turned out this way.
You know, I look at you and I really can't believe I was so lucky. And it is not only your face..or your body..it is so much more. So much more. It is YOU. How can I explain it? That lifeline...remember?
I can't go on writing this without crying. And I am tired of crying. My eyes hurt.

Jesus..it's 4.30 in the morning now. I wish I can go to bed tonight and find you there. Hehe..I can't write here what I am thinking right now.
But I know you do remember that saturday afternoon and my words and your words and my hand and your hand. I will stop now.
I will go to sleep.

April 13
4.40 am



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"Sunset"  by Roberto De la Selva
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