Random musing iv

Dear Love,

It is always a wonder to me of how are you doing so far. Since the day I lose track of you, I always have questions. Like are you very much happy now similar to what I always wished sans me. Like are you really that happy behind your happy Facebook posts. I care, yes. I care a lot. That even I am out of your life already, I am always thinking, I am always praying that you will be safe, that you will be successful someday.

Honestly, I hate it when we exchange SMS, you’re always hiding. There are so much between-the-lines thoughts that I cannot grasp. I am not good at understanding idiomatic statements, though I am the best in constructing one.

This afternoon’s post is just another letter of inquiry how are you right now. I am not allowed to miss you. I just hope that you are happy because I sacrificed my happiness for that. I sacrificed you being with me for that.