dear you, yes you. there are things that i cant really tell you.
there are times or should i say most of the time when all i can do is just sit
down and cry. i want to scream but im afraid you might here me.
boy i lost everything just to be with you. a man who really loves
me commited suicide because of knowing that i dont feel the same way for him.
no, i dont blame you for that because i know fate brings us where
our soul can be satisfied, happy and contended. his death forced me to live
again. but this time, with you...
