My Umpteenth Letter
The honesty about me as a thinker? , I always get much thoughts , I always create much assumptions So so honest, that most of them are about you Never thought I would be this dramatic? There are much scenes that have been taking over mind About you that would comethru and calling my name, About a promise that you wouldn't leave no more It's still you, and still with you I'm feeling the heartbeat I'm crawling for love I guess the never ending letters to you are still going on Sometimes by paper, and sometimes by screen I guess I would need more time, when the deep heart told me that I must telling you But I guess I would respond immediately if you choose to come I just visited our hour, but you never showed up I just went back and forth, but still couldn't see you Other than a longing, What I should called this? This writing isn't a poem, This writing is a letter to you that I would send through the moments we ever had You wouldn't reply this, I know But st...