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Monday, August 4, 2008

A Letter

I'm not really good at this, but here it goes...a love letter...

Dear Raissa,

I've always wanted to talk...about us, but there is something hindering my voice to come out...maybe because you can't talk to me about how you really feel, or maybe because I don't want to feel the pain again.

This would probably be the first and the last letter I'll be making for you so I'll make the most out of it.

I know you loved me and still love me, but I don't know what made you stop...Is it because of me? Or you?

I tried to stop thinking about you...I tried not to go with our friends, but hearing gossips that you've been drinking and crying...it just breaks my heart.

I want to know everything...every single word...every single letter...every single detail.

I love you...

You were never far from my mind. After you closed the door, I felt like the last person on earth.



Once upon a time, I wanted to know what Love was...


Love is there if you want it to be. You just have to see that it's wrapped in beauty and hidden away between the seconds of our life. If you don't stop for a minute, you might miss it...forever.


rabsin_d

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

It's going to be fine Rick, whatever it is. Remember, everything happens for a reason. =)

Francesca said...

awww. sweet! good luck dude. :)

FinLust said...

@kaakaams: Yah! i know, but you can't control your heart to stop hurtin'. You can't numb the pain and you can never void the feeling.

FinLust said...

@francesca: Tnx! peace out

anna katrina said...

sigh. I hope you and Raissa will be fine...

FinLust said...

I really hope so Anna...Now, it's Top 1 on my priority list.