Dear Someone,

Right now, I’m thinking of you. How are you doing with your work, if you are eating well, or if you have found someone better than me… I actually sent you a mail. But you never replied.. And i was here foolishly thinking that you might not have received it.

Awhile ago, I was looking for my charger when I happened to find the scrap book you gave me.. I re-read it again even though I know it will only make me cry. And it did make me cry… I was even sobbing.

Sometimes I want to ask you again why. When you have said before that you will never hurt me. And you will always take care of me.. That you will love me forever….

That love you’re talking about.. Until when does it last?

I still love you…Even though it’s been excruciatingly painful..

Sincerely,