I cant talk well, i cant speak my thoughts out.
I express myself through words.
Blog, Sms, Msn, Letters, Cards.

Its the second batch of letters.
Tons of it.
The first batch went down the bin.
The second?
Gone.
Ashes.

Each letter/card holds a meaning.
I didnt write/made it for the sake of writting/making it.
I wrote/did because, i wanted to.
I gave, because i wanted to.
Efforts put in, is not, just a minute or two and done.
Sincerity, heart & soul, from the bottom of my heart.
Everything.

you could have done something else.

Do you know how it feels like?
Do you?

This tears aint worth it.
The pain is killing me.
together with the inflammation, its worst than expected.

theres nothing left.

you want it this way.

yes, move along.

i gave you my blessing.
now that its all said and done.
farewell.