Hello You,
how are you doin'?
You know I'm not feeling fine. I never am.
But, hey, that's okay. I've been surviving for the whole days of my life so it's okay.
Well, in this twenty ninth letter I've sent you, I just want to say that if the God gives me a chance to meet you—whenever it'll be, I have something to tell;
Just be happy. Be happy.
Because seeing you smile and happy is all that I could ever ask for.
No matter what they say or think about you, as long as you keep shining your own light and yet still be down to earth, I won't give a damn about anything. Because you've taught me that grudges will kill us within a second since we decide to keep them in. And the fact that I am wanted by seconds, chased by minutes, and slowly killed by hours couldn't make me feel any worse.
You are my endorphine, anyway, and also the antidote of all the toxics I've been creating for my own heart.
And I need you right now,
but I know you'll never come.
2018/07/07