Dear Eva,
I finally came to unhinged the myth of our relatinship - the desire to
hold each other, kiss in front of people, unstopping phone calls, and
the broken line of trust - which I thought I already got it figured out
a long time ago. Until then , I'd always hold my belief that nothing
can erode our love foundation. I would always have your support;
igonored any petty arguement we fight over the phone; make the sweetest
comment about how we cherish those romantic moments; cried over the
phone like there is no tomorrow. Maybe it was the love virus infection
that got to us, but as the time goes by you bluntly tell me that you
would change your phone number and move far away. I lost all of my
thoughts, my sensations, and my tiny ego. I just lose it.
Even though, I am still an intrepid, mal-nutritioned savior, has
ascended from the past to embrace your real feeling. There is nothing
complicated about being a couple. I give the best love to you without
asking for any return. Mean while, I would not occupy too much of your
time and space without your consent. As a grown up adult, you deserve
to be treated with respect and attention, not a prisoner.
While, I still miss the heat we had. I agree this is not the best time
to be nostalgic. We have to look forward into our future and think
about our hapiness. We shall speak no more negative words to express
our negative feelings, instead we transfer it to the aspirations and
desires for each other.
I wish I can be the last person to kiss you, and you shall save the
last kiss for me.
love
Barry
ps: If there is a expiration date about our feeling, I with is to be a
million years.
